Cliché But True Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Cliché But True



The eyes those are the windows
The lips those are the doors
Just a bit of a hat for a roof
The arms and hands those are the yards
The legs and feet those are the paths

The human is the House – he dwells
And a Road back home – he travels

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