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Žilic. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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It states „our home“ the calendar
Fields unsown and lavender
I felt sadness as I were
I recall his deathbed then
With bloody sheets
Next to my seat
A sister weeps
the night when his pain said now
Refuse to think and pull the scissors
Remind me not of what lies in regret
„had we more time“
I don't need that
And cut our home from calendar.