Reflection Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

Reflection



Sometimes when I look back
All the past sorrows gather in the hall of my chest
I become so heavy that I ache and I can't help but tear up
When going through pain
it was weakness that I felt
but looking back I realize I had to be strong to go through what I did

Sunday, November 8, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: reminiscences
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