Poem: love or grief
punctured in love
repaired in grief
i‘ve dreams still left
i know in brief
i search for peace
but not in leisure
hard work is my duty
that’s my only pleasure
love was an ordeal
it’s now a memory
passions exist no more
only toil is primary
punctured in love
repaired in grief
i‘ve dreams still left
i know in brief
Love the phrase, “punctured in love/repaired in grief.” Such a shame about L. Nicely written! 🙂
Thanks for the appreciation.