Author Dilip Chitre Reflect my grief River of loss and gain Mother of bliss Source of pain Make my face Reflect the sky And every cloud Passing by River receive My ashes and Hold my spirit In your watery hand Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments