Alack, Poor Francie, I Knew Me Well Poem by Francie Lynch

Alack, Poor Francie, I Knew Me Well



It's not the losing hair
That's bothersome;
But the bone
With eyes and brows gone,
And an unattached jaw.

Thursday, May 5, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: bones,death,death of a friend,egoism,hair,vanity,wastage,aging,body
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Francie Lynch

Francie Lynch

Monaghan, Ireland
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