To the Nomad GirlA Poem by MiriamMB
the human body is not a house well the water is often poisoned or harboring a great, dead thing at the bottom.
Don't build your home next to it. If you must drink, Smell the water for rot sip lightly, taste for bitterness, thank the giver kindly.
journey on. © 2013 MiriamMB |
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Added on June 5, 2013 Last Updated on June 6, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorMiriamMBDenver, COAboutI write, and I want a place to share my poetry, read other people's poetry and learn to grow as a writer. I want to write on more than just impulse. more..Writing
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