GuardianA Poem by Carlton B. Reid IIIWater pulls, and water blows the rocks with foam as it erodes the base of houses built on stone for little ones evading snow. Winter comes, and winter slows its advance, cause winter knows that a slow charge will surely mow the little ones evading snow. Wind, it pulls and wind, it blows a giant rock, a cliff you know, for the only haven with face shown guards little ones evading snow.
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StatsAuthorCarlton B. Reid IIIWoodbridge, VAAboutI started writing novels but transitioned from short stories to poetry. My faith is very important to me, I want my work to glorify the lord religious or not. more..Writing
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