Daniel C. Robinson Jr.
Passage - Poem by Daniel C. Robinson Jr.
As high on a mountain that I stand.
Looking down, looking up disbelieving
where I am.
Looking beyond the mirror at
Who I am.
A lifetime person to
Pitching the pieces of who I was
To the pigeons, the sparrows,
With each pieces that drops in the sea.
My soul sings loudly.
Me really being me.
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