Life Stem
Life Stem
Like a flower that never unfolds,
is my conscious set unclear.
Like the thorns that lay down by my side,
for protection from danger near.
And the roots that are of my soul,
that I buried from what I fear.
My life...lost years.
My life...are you here?
bmdavey@
02/08/16
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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