dying flameA Poem by cricket
Do you think
That a flame Knows when it’s dying Do you think It feels a smothering, A sense of hunger? Will I know when my time has come Will I accept it with open arms- Or will I gasp and sputter Throw embers frantically Grasping on for life between the branches © 2022 cricketAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorcricketBloomington , INAboutyoung writer from the midwest hoping to find more and putting it into words along the way. more..Writing
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