Broken Twig
BROKEN TWIG.
O like the pain of a broken twig,
That a hurt heart feels when it breaks,
Bending over the ground,
To find the comfort of its stem.
O like a pain of a broken twig,
That a hurt heart feels, when the pains
Of its loved one fails to fade and it falls.
It waits for winter, to win the want.
© 2020 Millicent Okello
