![]() The water pipeA Poem by Rubein Geterminah![]() Many of us are only remembered when we are able to do what ask of us by our requesters.![]()
The torrential rain has fell
So well The pipe is busy, water runs Through with force; kids & toads having fun But when no down Pour, it lays dry; oblivion in this town. © 2017 Rubein GeterminahAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 13, 2017 Last Updated on May 13, 2017 Tags: Obliviousness, Neglect, Unimportance Author
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