Ripples In the Sky
You're strutting proud-right now
but sometime before you're gone
living will bring you to your knees
the heart will curl like winter clouds
you'll skip a prayer across the sky
hoping the last ripple touches
the pristine soul of god
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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