Sorrow To Nectar
I plunge into the depths of sorrow
Without reserve or fear
The grief will come again tomorrow
So, I will tread quite boldly here
My heart, thievish for a prize so dear
To breathe its last against your soft ear
Then, transforming all my falling tears
To nectar for the flowers growing here
ALesiach © 06/25/2017
Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment