Sweet Sorrow Poem by Jackie Trujillo

Sweet Sorrow



The wind blows and I feel nothing
it starts to rain but I can't feel the water hit my face.
The snowflakes start to fall each one I can see hitting my finger,
but not one can i feel i want the cold to numb this pain inside,
but i fear the cold will never come.

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Jackie Trujillo

Jackie Trujillo

Albuquerque, New Mexico
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