XXXVIII

Posted on April 4, 2016 by alan1704

Summers day

We hold our breath

Where we lay

In the storm

Open windows find no comfort

Behind every sigh.

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Thank you for reading my poems. Please don't feel you have to comment. I enjoyed writing them, I hope you enjoyed reading them, Be blessed.

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