Faces in the CrowdA Poem by Eunice Crankyponts
Sitting waiting as the hours pass Watching the faces of the crowd She waits…. Feeling remorse then hurt Inevitable anger emerges from deep within her soul She waits longer The phone remains silent Thinking if she just waits He will show His cherub face with the ruddy complexion Forever etched in her mind Digging at her soul © 2008 Eunice Crankyponts |
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Added on March 15, 2008 Last Updated on April 16, 2008 Author
Eunice CrankypontsCTAboutI am chemically imbalanced and therefore this makes me cranky. MY name is not really Eunice, nor am I from the Crankyponts family. Simply put - Pseudonym. I have always enjoyed writing and decided .. more..Writing
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