CleanseA Poem by Rita L. SevLather, rinse...When
I get into a lather I
can’t wait to rinse it clean I
regret when fury flares; Can’t
take the heat
When
the froth has settled down, All
the steam evaporated, The
last thing that I want Is
to repeat © 2013 Rita L. SevReviews
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9 Reviews Added on July 29, 2013 Last Updated on July 29, 2013 AuthorRita L. SevPhiladelphia, PAAboutPLEASE READ THIS BEFORE "FRIENDING" ME: I am happy to be sharing my poems (and occasional stories) and thrilled to be reading fellow authors. About Friend Requests - It is wise to READ some of .. more..Writing
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