Tweeze The Poor Bruise Poem by Charlotte Ballard
Tweeze The Poor Bruise
Tweeze the poor bruise
Shaped like a horse fed
Milk and reason in the days
Before it became a bride
Cringing in the mulch and daub
Red Rock
'Let us all pray together.'
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
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5/13/2024 3:40:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Somewhere in that there is meaning. Maybe next time I read it i'll see. Adeline