Just something jotted down when I woke up in the night recently. It is really just an idea, I haven’t done anything particularly good with it yet. Might edit it or make it into a more finished poem later.
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I becomes him
daily
(even hourly)
as a new self is formed,
whole and healed,
of yesterday’s wounds,
excepting a few scars,
(lessons learned)
which remain forever.
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I rather like it the way it is.
By: ejalvey on February 25, 2010
at 4:21 am
thanks
By: ocksblog on February 25, 2010
at 7:19 pm