Tucson Tramp
She walks through the desert with her heart in her smile and hate on her sleeve. Cactus blossom with her tears then wither quickly as he leaves briskly to go find her new risky sanctuary. Eyes that have seen pain, only the grains of time outlast her sorrow. Every scenic sunset she cries, she gasps, she tries to grasp for harmony. And with each new horizon she awakes to search for happiness.
Copyright © Frank Bolek | Year Posted 2023
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