My Final Role Poem by James McLain
My Final Role
A man not any man and woman who.
Other's covet what no other has.
Hopelessness has from the start has,
given way my friend.
And though she never was my friend,
she played a final role.
Sunday, August 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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5/18/2024 9:42:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A man not any man and woman who. Other's covet what no other has... great theme. One shouldn't covet. Beautiful poem Thanks.