Saturday, July 14, 2018

New poem



                                As Sure

                                As sure as blood flows
                                through my veins,
                                I hold the reins.

                                I am living a lie;
                                I must take care of “I.”

                                I’m an old ship
                                on an ancient sea.

                                Isn’t it time
                                to think about me?




                                7/14/18

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