GRIEF

A Poem by DBURKE

Its the bitter cold of winter,
that bites the flesh;
Just as death singes the hearts-
of the ones that are left behind!

© 2010 DBURKE

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David Lewis Paget

What can we say? Of course, it's always the ones who are left behind who suffer. The deceased are beyond pain, either physical, emotional or mental.

Posted 15 Years Ago

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DBURKE

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My name is D.Burke. I was born and raised in Milwaukee WI. I write fiction horror/thrillers and poetry. I decided to pursue my writting career after the tragic loss of my eight year old daughter. My f.. more..