Sorrow, they

They giggle upright, albright, these days
They are doing quite well

And wellness is not an overnight cameo
Or a clearance clothing deal

Some are awakened, some are healed
Some are some over maidens in a mending

meant mending around normal and Bloomington

They all meant Tora, a wishing well
To bring back the bird hoodhood, again!

8-11-2024
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Poet has turned off commenting.


Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace