Jul 8 2009

The Color of My Original Robe

posted in Contemplative Poetry, Insights

I wear many robes
Some are dark
Some are light
One is for this friend
One is for that friend
I must find
My Original Color
of my First Robe
Undress me
I stand Naked

timothy

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