The shower of life
No more sadness. No more pain. The kind that can leave you
drowning in sorrow and in deepening shame combined, those
forgone yesterdays as like my future tomorrows, here to stay,
my smiles as perfect to the blossoming of a flower fed by the
sprinkling of rain and a bit of sunshine. Old days awash to the
rebirth of these happy footsteps, my dark bliss scared like some
fleeing spirit being chased out from the back door.
drowning in sorrow and in deepening shame combined, those
forgone yesterdays as like my future tomorrows, here to stay,
my smiles as perfect to the blossoming of a flower fed by the
sprinkling of rain and a bit of sunshine. Old days awash to the
rebirth of these happy footsteps, my dark bliss scared like some
fleeing spirit being chased out from the back door.
This Poems Story
Lesson in lives challenge
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