The Big Thirst Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
The Big Thirst
Some can and do wallow
searching for words
the magic they bring
ears music they sing
Words are hard to follow
Words at times seem hollow
good words are a gift
to bring all suffer such at times
for lack of congeniality to kind
the way from our brain to the pen
so hard to find
All ways thank one
for there time
instruction of words
came so from another
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4/23/2024 5:32:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
thirst - burst, hollow - swallow, drink - think, funnel - tunnel... thinking of beer and a need to disappear... thanks for direction to the coming of another... One Peace at a Time..