To Be Or Not To Be
She bled into a river
Where shallow water slept
Pored the essence from her soul
There with the leaves
That autumn wept
As drop by drop she finally broke
The surface there below
Broke through that murky river
Where her life began to flow
A stream of white upon a breast
Of dank and muddy water
Forgetting every moment
All the things that life had
Taught her
Author: Elaine Cecelia George
Written: May 1st, 2017
Copyright © Elaine George | Year Posted 2017
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