After The Storm Poem by James McLain
After The Storm
To the fire and more
more than most in one day.
And even be quite,
an addict, addictive.
Qualities
more than most in the open are.
In the shadows of one act.
When the staff,
and more than most people have.
Are they unwilling to the door.
Is there a little-known,
small time home the blonde said.
Can I catch ride with you and?
To the pond and back no more.
The frogs were making green Greek.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/12/2024 8:44:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
