Interdependence Poem by Bryan kelly

Interdependence

Rating: 5.0


Wherever the wine spoils
the fruit ripes, for its grown in soil.
Taking part in the cycle.
So call me whenever the night beat me to it.
I'll make sure you don't get left on the hook.
Surely, there will be a bad a connection
but it's you who makes it right.

Monday, May 8, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,death of a friend,renewed hope,poem,cycle,connection,rebirth,death,english,hope,love,rain,nature,poems,home,war,life,friend
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Trough love there's always a way of communicating with lost ones.
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