Firestone Friday – Poem IV

When I sigh, heavily, in the morning,
my lungs breathe your name.

As my legs stand,
my joints ache your pain.

While I work and I toil,
my back lifts your blame.

When I sigh, heavily, at dusk,
my lungs breathe your name.

Strong Language


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Author: faithhealthandmusings

When life offers us so rich a bounty of inspiration, how can we help but to reflect in writing all that climbs into our hearts and takes up residence there?

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