Wednesday, April 14, 2010

"Because It's My Own"

I sat and watched an eclipse of love
Like a pair of doves
I yelled whistled even spread seed
Not a stop or a stare
Again the sun hit my eyes with a glare
I felt like a drone
Yet I was able to write this poem
I can cherish,Love and hold dear
Because it's my own
Alfred Guajardo

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