This is to you
Whose sighs punctured the rhythm of the nights
Whose burden depressed the mattress
Whose tears drenched the pillowcases
May this console the loss you’ve found
May your faith find substance in your fate
May this be to you what I couldn’t say or do
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Really beautiful!
Sometimes, our most emotional moments can’t be captured/painted with words. This poem does that brilliantly. Thanks, oga Charles! 🙂
Yes, there are sighs more expressive than words…feelings we rather bury during the day. At night, these issues come to the fore…Thanks for being here, ma’am!
Nice