RIC BASTASA


The Old Soft Pillow To Rest My Head This Christmas - Poem by RIC BASTASA

an empty room is
still a room, and it has
become mine,

to accept that it is
empty and it
shall be like that
for the coming years
is freedom
from too many
expectations
or bridles

all i had is a soft pillow
to rest my head
and it made me
feel so good
that i overslept that
night


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 25, 2011



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