The Storm Passes Us By.... Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Storm Passes Us By....
the storm comes
we let it pass
upon the strong winds
our hair are disheveled
but we do not really mind
the comb is there on
the table with a glass of
water and some gel
we just let it there
the storm passes us by
we take a mirror
to see it on its eye
how beautiful are these
disheveled hair
in their natural state
most adorable.
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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4/23/2024 2:30:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Most adorable with the muse of nature. Nice work.