"A writer and nothing else: a man alone in a room with the English language, trying to get human feelings right." - John K. Hutchen.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Mourning in the Morning (Poem)
Have you ever woken up with a sore heart?
Dourly believing that certainly you deserve that
Oblivious you are to my grief, how much I’m mourning But to you, sunshine, I wish a very good morning
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