ReplenishA Poem by Wild Willow BlueMake the old new again..A new world, brave and fresh Bright and old, as the first Crawling out into light from a dark cove You’ve been terrible with numbers It’s a century since that time Our own Canterbury Tales The storm has blown rocks in our way But you stayed Kept pushing on Marching me forward; us forward We are still us in this hell Still us as time flies by © 2012 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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