POEMS ABOUT REGRET > Sending Wounds to Angels​

SENDING WOUNDS TO ANGELS

​Wounds, regrets, and sorrow,  
They linger on, never gone,  
Growing stronger day by day—  
In winter, summer, spring, they stay.  

Perhaps it’s time to let them go,  
To send them to the heavens so  
The angels there can bear the weight  
And guide them to a kinder fate.  

Then finally, at peace I’ll be,  
Released from my captivity.  
Beneath my cherished birch, I’ll rest…  
At last, unburdened, free, and blessed.  


LILIANA KOHANN
©Artpeace Publishing 2018 (6.27.18 Kielno-Bożanka)

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