My heart has been buried in leaves
I live my life as a widow
Slowly waiting to die.
Just so I can breathe with him again
Hide my face in his hair
Feel the warmth of his skin,
The stretch of his hand.
My fingers sink into the earth
It is hard and cool now.
The leaves rustle as I sigh.
A contest entry
- "BeautifulPoetry Contest" Favorite Words ♥ by AprilRosedw.
750 points, ended November 5, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very strong
Great ending -
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Thank you very much
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