mental bramble
Two rabbits play in a forest clearing,
One with black fur, the other brown and white,
Both equally worn but persevering.
Scars mar their skin, but their eyes remain bright,
With marks around their nose, their throat, their mouth.
An emptiness inside that hungered so,
A life that so long fought the journey south
But by their side they help the other grow,
And when together, their past forgotten,
They play all day among the trees and moss.
And so strong it was their love begotten
They no longer think of all they have lost.
Im looking for a bit of feedback for this poem i want to give to my partner for christmas. This is only my like second ever real poem so please be gentle with me :') it doesn't need to be perfect, but i want it to express that we both have been through a lot in our lives but being together helps us heal each other :) i tried to write it in iambic pentameter also
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