Dawning Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

Dawning



My joy is skeletal bones
Buried in the pit of my stomach
I am learning how to slowly
Bring them to life
So far I have mastered a smile
Though it's fake
I have mastered it
I hear it looks good on me
One day I hope it'll come from
Deep within

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