New Life.A Poem by Emma. :)
A boxy room in antique shades,
Greets my anxious gaze,
Warmed by the beaming smile of an unknown figure,
A sense of misfitted fortune,
Fills this tiny structure,
A feeling likely to remain?
Primary, Secondary,
Again and again,
I will overcome,
All it takes it a backbone,
For now small,
Yet stronger than stone
© 2008 Emma. :)Reviews
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