Proud Love Poem by Edwina Reizer

Proud Love



Send out some smoke signals.
Beat the drums out loud.
Shout to the crowds that can hear it
that the love I feel is proud.

Don't smother all the smoke
Don't quiet the drums to a thud.
For all the nothingness in my life
would slowly drain my blood.

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Edwina Reizer

Edwina Reizer

LAKEWOOD, NJ
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