Four Short Poems


Undisciplined

As all children are
As gathered leaves fly away
So is the state of my soul.

Unloved

Equaled to my dark childhood
The days pass without
Equaled days that I am loved

Weight in Life

The frost creeps upon us all
Willows bend in-kind
Winter can be depressing.

In Transition

Old Man
Looks to for what
New Man
Wishes not

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