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Sorrow

Sorrow was a stranger So I knew not his name But then he made me play his game He came unexpectedly one day With a heart-stopping blow And reduced me to tears of unending flow Sorrow played my heartstrings Sometimes slow, sometimes fast A haunting rhythm of times now past Sorrow knew no boundaries Endless tears brought no relief He flourished in their salty grief As time now ebbs slowly by Sorrow wears a gentler face Smiles and laughter I carefully embrace He still plays his music Sometimes slow and achingly sad Sometimes fast, brimming with joy Sorrow now plays bittersweet memories of long-ago

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Date: 9/29/2021 6:03:00 AM
Really enjoyed reading this wonderful poem. I like your reference to rhythm. A great write.
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