The Last SupportA Poem by Corinna Bridgebury
The last support is pulled
I am left to wobble on my own Sure to fall and break In so many pieces I can't put me back together. But for the time being For as long as I can I will hold my balance Independent, alone. I would have it no other way.
© 2010 Corinna Bridgebury |
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