The Veil
She cries
She cries
every single
solitary night
Great heaving sobs
Great heaving sobs
that shake her
to the core
I continue to
I continue to
tell her how
I love her
Sometimes I
Sometimes I
scream it until
I am hoarse
To no avail
To no avail
I fear it falls
on deaf ears
So every single
So every single
solitary night
she cries
And I stand behind
And I stand behind
the veil
and scream
Roberta Nolte
Blogs at Turn the Page
2 comments:
Shouldn't be commenting, I suppose, but this one really makes me shiver.
Thank you so much for replying jta! Can you tell Kate I adore her and I want that book? Please???!
You are very kind.
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