Well Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

Well

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Her spirits fell
as deep as a well
till someone
lowered a bucket.

Her spirits rose
but her body froze,
arms reaching
for tomorrow.

Then the bucket rope broke,
destroyed her hope
and she drowned
in her own sorrow.


Waf

Sunday, December 16, 2018
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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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