RiverA Poem by Rob FunkCan you hear my heart rattle, That's what the snake does, When he prepares for battle, Looking around, However this may sound, Many people treat us like cattle, It should come as no surprise, She looked in my eyes, She and I we would fly, And often times, We would cry, The image of her, Well it makes my heart fry, Walking by this river, I really do think, Why am I, Such a forgiver. © 2013 Rob Funk |
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2 Reviews Added on July 16, 2013 Last Updated on July 16, 2013 AuthorRob FunkUnited States, PAAboutMostly I write to Heal, however futile the effort proves. more..Writing
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