Water To Wine Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Water To Wine

Rating: 4.3


When I am an old woman
and ready to take my rest,
I will gather all these days
to my bosom.
A lifetime's memories will
blanket and warm these bones
in chill of remaining years;
peace shall fill holes of regret.
And one last great joy
shall rise up in my soul
when these waters are changed to wine.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Søren Valentine 03 January 2013

Wow, I really liked this poem. Tis sad yet hauntingly powerful. Thanks for posting!

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