Reverberations
Knowing the secrets of their past.
The stories, which they do not tell
The memories which only they share.
Dreams realized and rewarded
Penitence of a life delayed
They sing.
*I rarely write poetry, and it is even more rare for me to show it. But, any thoughts or advice on this poem would be helpful. I keep thinking of just deleting it.
2 comments:
do not delete. i like it. and you. and the last line
I don't get it.
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