Loaf Of Life
Oh look! this loaf of mine is all dried out
- forgotten what living is all about.
The freshness of life has left this dry bread,
it's not even worth putting on a spread.
I've been in this bread-bin for far too long
-past my sell by date, all freshness gone.
Oh! soon I'll refresh my stale life again
and get a new loaf to forget the pain.
When I get that loaf I'll just take a slice
and spread it with all the good things of life,
making some memories that I can re-live.
I'll get out of this bin, and start to live!
Comments on this poem/writing:
|barb (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, March 4 2003, 12:09 am|
that's right cap have high hopes for the next loaf.
we all have had a loaf that didn't rise.
|barb (18.104.22.168) -- Tuesday, March 4 2003, 12:14 am|
and cap you are helping your mom and your son , that is living,without you they would have no life. be proud that you're the type with lots of caring.
|Capricorn (22.214.171.124) -- Thursday, March 6 2003, 10:35 pm|
Thanks for you understanding barb
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