Prior To Storm Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Prior To Storm



Prior to storm

The loonie bites with cold
and she walks; sign unfold:
"God bless…have 5 kids…"

Reading that makes you think:
"Who the hell…what are we? "

Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: observation
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