Below is the poem entitled Night grief which was written by poet
Henshaw. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Needless to cry.
My days are dry.
Those of shine are long gone.
now am left alone to mourn.
If I had eyes I would have seen.
But days like this are unforeseen.
She came so lovely and smart.
Blindly to me only a tat.
Others cautioned; but to me they Pseud and pry.
Yet now each night I grief in sly.
Then she weren't better than a moth.
But in present days I see her worth.
Harbor those feelings you see in those eyes.
But you let it go....; that's exactly when you realize.