Poetry Friday: The Uses of Sorrow | Mary Oliver
The Uses of Sorrow | Mary Oliver
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
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The deeper sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
The deeper sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
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