Poem Of Molten Title #3 Poem by Bill Grace

Poem Of Molten Title #3



I wonder if our strugle is like my dog's
Who occupying affection's center
Snarls at thecat from fear of loss
When love for both is adequate enough.
I wonder how often my snarl is an unnecessary thing.

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