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Sickness tore through one morning
You wretched in the bathroom
And came out soon after
A plastic stick held high
Two lines like smiling teeth
Behind lips moving fast excited
Telling stories to a belly
Which grows quick with life
As the months pass slowly on
For love is patient
About the Creator
Judah LoVato
My collection of sometimes decent writing
Which I've left "there" for seekers to seek
Though I lack the grandeur of that Pirate King
Perhaps these pebbles can be a light
In this life, this laughing tale
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Comments (2)
A delightful poem… love its progression. 🤗
Awesome work