Autumn Gray (15) On 2016100920161009 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems Crossing over, we Leave behind all We do not carry with us To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading...
It’s kind of all one poem, though.
Thanks, Mer. How are you today?
I’ve at work, but about to head home. It’s a gorgeous day here.
Amen.
I’m amazed at how productive you are as a poet.
It takes me forever to write prose.
Clearly, you have a gift.
Deep. <3