On Joy and Sorrow
I thought too much of you
Or perhaps, not nearly enough of me
Either way
The critical mass erupted in
my broken heart,
broken home,
broken life...
Though there's truth in what's said:
The greater the heart aches,
The greater its capacity for joy
And for that, I must say "Thank You"
For today my joy
Overshaddows any grief that
that my encounter with you ever caused
And I no longer think so little of me.
Angela J. Schleicher © 2009
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2 comments:
you shouldnt think little of yourself at all. youre a wonderful poet. great to read these
Ben Thanks so much! I truly appreciate the props!
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