Halfway Poem by Madrason .

Halfway



Follow that trail of my frail self
snail my other half
grown so slow upon me
a river of drought
and a wishful me
a playful soul
and jus de vivre
wanting more. M

Sunday, March 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,longing
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Madrason .

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