Baby Girl
Lying in the morgue aneath the dim light
Her corpse both motionless
As left behind; pulling up unto the curb
While decades have come and gone
Held the years when beauty fled
A breath she flew; purged with tears
Which held their sight
And eager hands to turn this key....
=============================
...."Baby Girl" *
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
