Thin iceA Poem by Jon Roggie
This is not the smartest move I could make.
Still, breath leaving trails behind me. Gliding along with a maniac's glee. Cracking the ice as I skate pass. Each touch, I see the splinters. Loving life while I skate over the thin ice. © 2012 Jon Roggie |
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2 Reviews Added on November 10, 2012 Last Updated on November 10, 2012 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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