Rebirth Poem by Neil Crawford

Rebirth



Reclaiming the writing of words
is not an easy task.

It is snail slow
and glacier heavy.

But it's something to do
while you're waiting around to croak.

It passes the lead booted time,
it fills the God empty gaps.

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Neil Crawford

Neil Crawford

CHESTER, ENGLAND.
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