What's Left Poem by Robert Roberts
What's Left
amongst the rubble i sit
and gather whats left,
pieces of what use to a man,
a shattered portrait,
guide me right so i may know,
if i should return down this road
i understand there is
no changing a mans fate,
so winding roads steer me straight,
for in time we all see a glimmer of light,
even if the brightness
is only for a second
Monday, April 28, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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4/23/2024 6:09:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nicely written piece!