This Is Not To Suffer
the thinning years of a lifespan
roped by bitter nightfall
the volt of mourning that
mourns the range of ambition to success
the blind rodent that frees
itself of self-preservation
the hard days of unknowing that
last beyond the taking of bread
and the meadow that aches of
aloneness, aches to drive a soul inward.
This is not to suffer,
the long giving of love
that receives none in return.
Copyright © 1997 by Allison Grayhurst
.First published in “LiteraryYard” September 2015
Published in “Whispers…” 2015
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