Autumn Ehrhardt Poet Rhyme

Soul Cover, Daily 34

34.
When your spirit is woolen,
the old stains are hard to lift
Never drench this heavy wool
The shrinking soul is swift.

Trauma choose the coarse cover
For wool is as strong as steel
And sorrow filled the basin wet
No garment covers how I feel.

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M.I.A . December 29, 2011 at 7:32 PM Autumn, always the layers keep pealing inside you and I simply honored to see this reflected in your poems. thanks for stopping by and wishing you a Great New Year!