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Sorrow’s Flowers (poem)

Updated on November 22, 2015

It’s in my darkest hour they wander in

Some lost and lonely regrets from a past

Which hope they found a home in me at last

A soul where sorrow’s flowers can begin

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They bear them with a melancholy scent

Refreshing springs of water are my tears

Those darkest hours replaced by endless years

Forgotten Joy for which I now repent

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Who was it loosed you on the world tonight

Or was it me whose doors were open wide

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What do you see which wandered passed my sight

Some loneliness which I have set aside

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A tear or two perhaps will be alright

But let those tears be your departing tide

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 17 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Sad but lovely poetry

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