Poem 30 Poem by Raquel Pinheiro

Poem 30



Poem 30
It's the devil's wind; it's the devil's wind.
Robert passed by and said hi! ,
The moonlight hugs the Kitchen floor
Ever changing, but never changing.
It's the devil's wind; it's the devil's wind.
Red hair down, Lisa rundown! ,
Leaves scattered upon the grass
Ever changing, but never changing.

Thursday, February 23, 2017
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