Redemption Poem by Doris Cornago

Redemption

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Heard it outside the window
As I put on my white gown
The cry of a jackal
Makes my heart
Remember
One cold
December
Walking along
Stretch of a highway
Some stranger hulking
On a corner, draped in black
Grabbed my shouider, stopped

Redemption
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
We can never be free of our past. It follows us throughout our life. Sorrowful memories rise unexpectedly in the midst of happy memories.
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