Scribbles Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb
Scribbles
1
From thunderous kisses
she gave birth
to doves and bluebirds,
2
You've found another
game to play
tear maker.,
Leave my eyes
for seeing you.
3
Shine on sad sun,
warm me if you must.
I am lost in winters hug.
Tuesday, May 11, 2021
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