The Poet Community

Until | A Poem by JD DeHart

Rain until the rain ends,
sadness until the cluster
leaves, mourning until
a fresh feeling crops up.
The better sometimes
comes quicker, but the
easier is a more appropriate
way to put it. Those who
love us leave there, a tattoo
on the skin, which will never
erase. Nor do we want
that mark to fade.


~ Your support keeps this site going.