Hanging by a ThreadA Poem by Botania
Hanging by a thread,
the centipede will dangle. Cobwebs fill my head. Each one has an angle. Sky is full of dread, leaves of which I'll wrangle. Leave my work instead. Tomorrow's to untangle.
© 2015 Botania |
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Added on June 28, 2015 Last Updated on June 28, 2015 |