Weeping
beyond my sorrow
there is a path that beckons
I could go that way
or stay and hold hands with death
and weep upon a cold stone
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August 16, 2014
Poetry/Tanka/weeping
Copyright Protected, ID 08-650-676-16
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France
Submitted to the Standard contest, Simply This, Top Ten Tanka
Sponsor, Andrea Dietrich, Judged 09/2015
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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