Cool rain washes
away hot tears. She
wonders if this rain-
drop downpour will
purify her once more.
How many chances
are given–one, two
ten? What amount
of forgiveness is
there in this world
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
A very evocative poem Sara
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Powerful questions and a lovely poem Sara! I am so sorry I am so late. 💙
Don’t be sorry, Carrie. I am always way behind on commenting Thank you.