COMMONALITYA Poem by Phil Roberts
There are pure souls suffering
Warmed by the same sun That shines on the hardest heart The same rain that falls upon The gentle and the caring Splashes upon the heads Of the aggressive and ambitious The same wind twists around This turning world On which all humans live By Phil Roberts © 2016 Phil Roberts |
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Added on October 6, 2016 Last Updated on October 6, 2016 AuthorPhil Robertsmacclesfield, north-west, United KingdomAboutI'm from the north-west of England where the rain lives. I am retired and a grandfather to many. I've led an "interesting" life, i suppose you could say, with lots of laughter and a few tears, like mo.. more..Writing
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