Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, REMORSE, by INEZ HUNT


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REMORSE, by                    
First Line: I bring a tear-wet rose to you, - too late
Last Line: To bring a tear-wet rose to you, too late?
Subject(s): Remorse


I bring a tear-wet rose to you, -- too late.
So futile is it now. Why did I wait?

There was a time when roses might have been
The soft sweet perfume of the spring to you.
Now let them be the red blood of my heart,
Atonement for the things I meant to do.

Now I kneel weeping, mourning alone,
Praying, in some strange mysterious way
That you may know, and knowing, understand
The rosebud that I bring to you today.

So futile is it now. Why did I wait,
To bring a tear-wet rose to you, too late?





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