For My Soul Mates - Poem by Anna Livia
I'm just a bag of ivory bones
A heart that breathes compassion
A flower vase of faith and hope
A clock that ticks the time away.
A brain that tries to fill each day
With something that expresses me.
Though it be simple
And not please
More learned souls than I,
I feel I should not apologize,
If I say
It's not for them
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