My Hanky Poem by Anna Mae Angana

In an array,

My Hanky are displayed,

You’re in different colors,

And you always serve your purpose.

You dried my sweat,

You blow away my fears,

You cover my wounds,

You’re my shield.

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It maybe hidden in my pocket,

But it always came out

Every time I need it.

To wipe my tears,

Calm my fears,

Heal my pains.

My hanky,

That’s how it serves me.



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