Realities Painting Poem by Shirley Harrison
Realities Painting
I used to feel weary and weak around an endangered soul
I used to blubber like a new born and ask myself why?
nowadays I'm aged
filled with knowledge and regrettable experience
that has drawn my mind
Into the education of souls
Indeed when the air is freezing and there is a heightened sense of smell
I am aroused into my inner shell where an alarm bell will ring
and I will wake up to reality.
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