![]() My GiftA Poem by Amanda Reynolds
My Gift
She lay her purple arms Around my neck And walked away The water crept up to my knees As I stood in the moonlight With my new gift A fly showed up, to claim what was his (I'd forgotten about the flies) I thought the arms were mine I know the insects have their rights But I overrode them (Purple Arm, Purple Arm) I wish I could have kept them But I couldn't- So, I gave them to the sea
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Added on November 12, 2019 Last Updated on November 12, 2019 Tags: "My Gift", My Gift poem, My gift poem by Amanda Reynolds Author![]() Amanda ReynoldsNew York, NYAbout52 year old Middle School English Teacher (19 years in the beloved Bronx, N.Y.) who loves the arts (in all of it's forms) more..Writing
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