A Fresh Breath
Never trying to cheat the reader,
my words stay plain and few
The road direct, horizon vast,
as truth comes into view
Each word unclaimed, a promise kept,
the wait your reasoned choice
To breathe the future from the past
—this present freshly voiced
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2018)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2018
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