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Heart's Drum MAG
May 18, 2013
'Neath a tree,
I was born,
And from the tree,
I breathed.
My milk was its
Water,
My clothes, its leaves,
My food, its food.
Only thing was mine,
Was a heartbeat
That drummed
From the inside.
Men cut my tree,
And I wandered
Carrying nothing,
but my heart's drum.
© Sara P., Lake Mary, FL
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PoetryWriter said...
on Nov. 17 2015 at 6:22 pm
This is a really good poem. I understood it in a way.
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All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages.<br /> -Shakespeare