Monday

 POEM


The moment when I was reborn.
The light scared me as it peeked through the trees.
My eyes remain shut until you kiss me.
The riverbend is a great place to lay my head .
Some things look different, but many things remain the same.
Where you send your love and where it ends up are two different things
Birds fly above me, now I know I’m on earth.
The skin is rough, and her nails drag.
The river water quenches my thirst.
I ruffle around in the field a bit.
By the looks of it, many have been here in the past.
When you can read my lips I will let you have 
the key to my black heart. 

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