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Shea Robertson Poem
I'm changing as well as you,
I see you in different ways now,
You turn cold winds warm,
A hurricane beneath my ribs,
Twisting and rising as I wonder,
What do you feel when I am also the same?
Copyright © Shea Robertson | Year Posted 2015
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Shea Robertson Poem
Today the wind blows,
Causing the trees to sway,
And their intoxication possessed my vision.
Tomorrow the wind will blow,
Causing the trees to sway,
Their absorption is now spoiled to the eye,
But they will continue to sway,
For my attention is expendable.
Copyright © Shea Robertson | Year Posted 2015
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