To Win

To Win

A Poem by Laura Lynn Close

echoing worries, the stark bark hidden
ruse of spring, the man
catches a fish by the lake
and the girl is downtrodden

makeup doesn't erase
plain lines, extra weight
fighting for less and less,
Eden is a game of youth
not of this age that dies

© 2017 Laura Lynn Close


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Added on May 12, 2017
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