Not Knowing Poem by Melissa Killough

Not Knowing



July to June.
What could it ruin.
To love, to loss,
To death I nail the cross.
To find I follow near.
To every person I can't hear.
In blindness to whom shall I fear.
In fear, should cast a tear.

Saturday, November 25, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: blindness,fear,july,june,loss
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