Saturday, February 8, 2020

A Little Poem





Relief


It came
It went
It tore
It stung
And then relief
Battle
Beating
Running
Weeping
And then relief
Hard fall
Thick head
Hard crash
Dark night
And then relief
Wondering 
Waiting
Watching
Worried
And then relief
Calm
Quiet
Safe
Relief







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