Fruit FlyA Poem by A.A.Romanczuk
It fell upon my desk
A half winged creature Crawling in unbearable Pain Gently I tried to lift it Away to safety Alas..it was Broken beyond repair I could only sit and watch It fade A few stumbling steps It took And fell expired to one side Drawing a last breath Its soul danced away Leaving a body Broken Cold And Dead And for me A flask of Despair. © 2010 A.A.Romanczuk |
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Added on September 18, 2010 Last Updated on September 18, 2010 Author
A.A.RomanczukNJAbout“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde Feel free to check out my first publis.. more..Writing
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