Sad poetry

Two things send me rushing to pen and paper. Two things press the poetry button.
Love is the first one. Love of people and of God.
The second one is of course loss.
Loss induces in me a need to express, to shout, to scream so don't be surprised at what I might shout about in the next few days
I should issue a health warning.


This day, this hour I weep
For whom?
I weep for every person
We are all in this together
I weep for my dog
Mt beautiful Crispin
My faithful loving friend for ever
I weep for my children
Now gone
My children, O my children






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