S.O.S. Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

S.O.S.



Floating, in a sea of confusion… submerging.
Waiting for a ship to find me... distressing.
Reciting the Lord’s Prayer silently… praying.
Sinking to the deep depths below… dying.

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JoAnn McGrath 10 April 2007

Start Ones Soul love it : O)

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Theresa Ann Moore

Theresa Ann Moore

Michigan, U.S.A.
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