Is This How We See Ourselves? Poem by james watkin
Is This How We See Ourselves?
If rugged, rolled up forlornly
In a dead leaf's fate;
Windswept, unpitied, down each of
Our life-roads along?
Or days, colder dressed for
Those ice skaters skate
Rose-cheeked, brightened up instead;
As silvers ahead
A cloud's lining; whilst time-glide
As smooth and as strong?
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: hopeless,hope
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