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Chrissy R.

Updated: Thu, 5 May 2016 02:42 pm

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I am not a writer but I once read that to write down your thoughts and feelings can help you to cope. A friend then suggested to write them in poetry to share with others, it helps you to let go. So I'll give it a go. Read if you wish, comment if you want but don't be too harsh with my grammar.


A Night Not To Remember The wind was howling But I did not hear it. I slept But another did not. The wind was howling, I did not see it. The other was hurting, Resentful of my sleep. The wind was howling, I did not feel it. Until a flutter in the trees. I carried on weeding, Ignoring the flutter, Until it was too late. The wind was howling, Then I felt it, Fled to the field to embrace it, It pelted me with hail, It stung and it burned I could stand no more, I had opened the eye of the storm. The wind was howling, I could not sleep, We lay there together but alone.

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