Reality Poem by Melvina Germain

Reality



I held an egg, then realized,

how fragile life must be.

To see the life of a baby chick,

taken away so easily.

Here it is in my hand,

a simple crack away.

A baby chick, could have been sitting

here this sunny July day.

Oh well, back to breakfast.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 28 July 2015

Pfft Ha Ha Ha! and hear I thought this was going to be an overtly sentimental work, about the meaning of life, turns out its all just breakfast! I love it when a writer is able to lure you down one track, then hit you with a punch line. Deliciously delightful

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Melvina Germain

Melvina Germain

Sydney, Nova Scotia
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