Out of Reach

Each time I see those hurting eyes

That lie beneath so furrowed brow

I feel that hurt

I sense the pain

And pray that you’ll return again

To be within the hearts of us

Who love you so and dearly trust

To the chance of finding one

Who cares enough –

Enough!

You have suffered so.

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About Stephen Kemp (The Poet Tree)

Jack of all-trades - master of none...but working on it
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