Jean Harold

Rookie - 463 Points (February 15th 1993)

A Beast - Poem by Jean Harold

I still remember walking the miles

to classes, jungles, and roads

I still remember getting on my knees

to converse, weep, and crave

And I still remember about

that turtle with an ugly shell

your mother has

Topic(s) of this poem: hope, life, love, regret

Form: Aubade

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 14, 2017

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