Potholder--
You catch and keep my hand from out of the fire ;
You embrace mine burning hearts desire;
Molding me, comforting my involving my be holding
the potholder
A blazing urn, you hold;
Your earnest soothing touch;
Your chilling voice;
You keep and kept my heart and body from out to fire;
You embrace me my burning desires;
Holds me comforting my heated plight,
might be a cool be beholder;
You keep me from burning, potholder;
5/13/20
The Potholder Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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