Igloo
16 January, 2004
Author: TedBeck
Half of my being,
I can no longer retrieve,
My friends they don’t see it,
I could never deceive,
If you heated an igloo,
The mess it would leave,
You’d say “That’s an igloo!”
No-one could believe,
Like an igloo melted,
And the reason I’d breathe,
Part of me is invisible,
She just had to leave.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Gemma 12 (82.0.156.134) -- Friday, January 23 2004, 07:14 pm your poem really touched my heart |
| TedBeck (81.78.156.197) -- Friday, January 23 2004, 11:14 pm Thank you! I'm touched that you're touched :) |
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