River of Guilt The night was longand sleep never cameI spent the lonely hoursCounting teardropsThe punishment, for a tragedyof my own doing,is drinking from the river of guiltCresting at my feetCopyright © 2023 Christine Bolton – Poetry for HealingAll Rights ReservedLisa is hosting Open Link Night at D’Verse Poets
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