POEMS OVERFLOWIN’

Poems
Overflowin’. . .

Just like a child
with growing pains
when oh, too fast
in quick short bursts
for a long while
get longer her leg bones.

It’s a rough phase
along the child’s way
that belongs to her
and her alone.

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