My Gift

My Gift

A Poem by Amanda Reynolds

My Gift
She lay her purple arms
Around my neck
And walked away
The water crept up to my knees
As I stood in the moonlight
With my new gift
A fly showed up, to claim 
what was his (I'd forgotten about the flies) 
I thought the arms were mine

I know the insects have their rights
But I overrode them 
(Purple Arm, Purple Arm)
I wish I could have kept them
But I couldn't-
So, I gave them to the sea

© 2019 Amanda Reynolds

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Added on November 12, 2019
Last Updated on November 12, 2019
Tags: "My Gift", My Gift poem, My gift poem by Amanda Reynolds


Amanda Reynolds
Amanda Reynolds

New York, NY

47 year old female middle school English teacher (13 years) in the beloved Bronx, N.Y. who loves the arts (in all of it's forms) more..