Facelift
***
Write me, tinker;
I’m falling apart.
Right me, thinker;
patch up this heart.
Stitch each seam
with thread eternal;
mend ragged edges,
remnants infernal.
Take what’s worthy,
make it shine.
Fairly, justly,
restore what's mine.
***
Copyright © Hello There | Year Posted 2019
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