BalanceA Poem by Annette LemmaAfter the summer fun
When the woods grow white and
Spiders take over the Earth Crickets hum, cicadas fade And crows heralds that the Harvest is ready It's time to go back. Summer memories behind Newness awaits Names, stories, pain, comfort. Rhythm Wake, work, play, sleep Wake, work, play, sleep Balance © 2017 Annette Lemma |
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Added on September 5, 2017 Last Updated on September 5, 2017 AuthorAnnette LemmaPhiladelphia, PAAboutThe first poem I enjoyed writing was an assignment. "Write a poem about a junk drawer", he instructed. Since then I have learned to see the value of observing and capturing on paper that which ot.. more..Writing
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