It's just a scratchA Poem by TaraHer shoes were gone Fallen off or never had the chance to put them on Her feet were cut and worn From a barefoot jog or a terrified run Her knees were scratched and grazed From a stumble or being pushed Her waist was bruised; black and blue From an accident or an attack Her arms were wounded and ripped From a mishap or an assault Her chest was slashed
From a fall or from a knife Her face was bleeding From a tumble or from a strike Her lips were smiling "It's just a scratch." © 2016 Tara |
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