Trust Poem by james watkin

Trust



Fairest, apt to flutter
Away in shock
Trust will present, from off
My hand its rock.

No leaflet of minutes'
Nor blades', shorter
Wavering dependence.
Firm rest - ever!

Not that glossy and green
Untried of time's.
Trust's season-proof substance
Beneath the grimes.

Sunday, December 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: romance
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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