Bread Poem by Alibo Terna Timothy

Bread

Rating: 5.0


Brave my hills
peak my goals
bumps and thrills
dice and throws
When life shows-up
I take it as it comes
the only way is up
head-on with the storms
Miles ahead
fate i dread
toils to break bread
guess i should call baker-
instead!

Saturday, May 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life,storm
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jazib Kamalvi 06 May 2020

Such a nice poem, Alibo Terna Timothy. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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