a new day
a new day
(06/12/05)
blown by the wind, a tainted face
wrinkles showing in place
trying to muster a few words
very painful, i clearly heard.
bewildered to a point of despair
i grate my teeth, my mind sears
fearful i would show a tear
i look up trying to soak up there.
notice a bee kissing a clover
pretend to shoo, i bend over
a glimpse of sweet smile i see
must be the beginning of a new day.
posted by manonton @ 10:40 AM
3 comments
3 Comments:
this is a nice one. after reading this, it leaves some questions behind.
a2
that's what i saw when i was listening to this man, tells his life story so sad... in my mind i said i'm happier than he is...lol..my life is great, i can be a poet 143
don't say you can be because you already are...a2
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