Gracious Metallurgy (It's Just Eggs) Poem by Luke J. Holt

Gracious Metallurgy (It's Just Eggs)



When she'd cook me breakfast

I would carve her a medal

and frown when she'd shrug and tell me 'it's just eggs'

Saturday, July 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: grateful,love
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Circa 2015
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