Welcome to My New Poetry Blog
It’s as if I’m looking through a keyhole,the two of them silhouetted against a future bright.One looms large, admired, fedora tilted over one eye.The other? Innocence, unaware of flaws in his hero.Youth demands attention; I make excuses,my heart tender, understanding both as only a mother can.If only the hero can comprehend,for a moment look down,… Read more
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