What Are You Made Of (From, Poems Of Papa Due) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

What Are You Made Of (From, Poems Of Papa Due)



What are you made of?
If not for a harvest?
What are you made of?
If not for the very best?
All things are different
Burned through and had,
You have to relent
What that might add.

What are we made of?
If not from a wood?
What are we made of?
If nothing turns good?
Dreams are away now
Are they forgotten?
Or shall we somehow
Manage through the rotten.

What am I made of?
If not my own flesh?
What am I made of?
If it's something less?
Give, take another hour
Reach to world's trough
- Open up treasure chest,
Start its engine's doff
- All is within the armrest.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Jani 06 May 2014

this was a well written poem

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