little somethingA Poem by Jerry Patrick Ryan
The wind blows a whispering howl as the chill sets in
as I feel the cold air as I breath my chest in knowing soon I'll be resting made me feel at peace, death I find interesting is the after life real would I be able to feel walk and talk and label the field life is made for us to steal half of the world with not even enough for a meal making life just more tougher to deal so we suffer to heal as life buffers the reel. © 2019 Jerry Patrick RyanAuthor's Note
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Added on December 13, 2018 Last Updated on February 6, 2019 AuthorJerry Patrick RyanMount Pearl, Newfoundland and Labrador, CanadaAboutI've been trying to get up the courage to write my stuff and show it, I think it's time I just want to show some of my stories even if they might not seem great at least I can say I tried, I.. more.. |

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