Days Of Regret Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Days Of Regret



Storm clouds fill me interiorly with their heavenly
scented rain, waiting to pour upon me in torrents.
Radiating solarly from beneath heaven, becoming a
power unto itself as it fills me tearfully on days
of sorrowful regret.

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