Patience At the Door
I’ll be broken
I’ll be beaten
I’ll even be pieces of blue
I’ll stay scattered forever
As long as they fix you
For my times are many,
Like birds of a feather
Plus I’ll figure it took all the glue in the world
To put you back together.
Copyright © Brooke Noble | Year Posted 2018
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