Lost Poem by Vonda Overlie
Lost
The shoemakers daughter has no shoes.
Lost
The breadmakers daughter has no bread.
Lost
The architects daughter has no home.
Lost
The doctor's daughter has no health.
Lost
The preacher's daughter has no faith.
Lost
A lost and dying world... Help me to hang on!
Friday, June 1, 2007
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4/24/2024 11:33:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
great line: A lost and dying world... Help me to hang on!