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Sorrowful Slumber
By Melyssa A. Harmon
21st CenturyFull moon bright shines down to light
My tired shoulders, another night
Of endless toss and constant turn
In dreams my sorrowful heart does burn.
Need, like fury, deep it creeps
From mind to mouth to ears it seeps,
Seeking in you the innocent child
Of yesteryear, my heart beguiled
To right finally the wrong of my youth,
My shameful heart be dying proof
That wish and dream wrap warm your heart
In apology sincere, now years apart.
Heart on sleeve, blushed cheeks of red,
Spinning thoughts entrap my head
Low and hung in sorrow deep,
To go without I cannot sleep
As slumber reminds, I have yet to say
I'd change in a heartbeat that horrible day
And return to you years plagued with me,
Dear Amy, I am so sorry.
DayPoems Poem No. 1747
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