Gerry Lee Howell
Scares - Poem by Gerry Lee Howell
Scares have we. Sometimes many,
Sometimes showy, sometimes dominate,
and sometimes refined.
Matter does that? Of course. They are
our record, they show we have lived, that
we have overcome. That we have
victory in our blood. That in our very souls
we are winners.
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