Water Poem by Kieran J1996

Water



Water is calm,
And soothes like a balm,
Just place it on a fiery burn,
Then not wait and see but watch and learn,
It can heal away almost any cut...

But,
It cannot heal the hurt inside,
Nor fix a wounded, broken pride,
It cannot mend a painful soul,
In which there is a gaping hole,
A burning fire it can quench,
And wash away any putrid stench,

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