Two Blue LinesA Poem by Kenneth The PoetAt first hope, but then reality dashed it.
The two blue lines on the plastic stick
Mean another round that’s no picnic But I pray that I can remain in the tent I hope I can come back and truly repent Maybe there is hope and love after all Maybe I’ll be willing to accept His call We’ll see what happens each day now It’s in His hands at all times anyhow © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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4 Reviews Added on May 23, 2011 Last Updated on May 23, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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