Sorry Days
I pick my scabs on sorry days,
Still parched after the flood.
He never laid a hand on me,
So why then so much blood?
Page 122, of “Merry Meet and Merry Part”
© Aimee Wood 2025
I pick my scabs on sorry days,
Still parched after the flood.
He never laid a hand on me,
So why then so much blood?
Page 122, of “Merry Meet and Merry Part”
© Aimee Wood 2025