once radiant smiles
self deprecate and conceal
the tiny embers
their words turn bitter
tasting the shortening days
and leftover scraps
yet our hands are warm
although worn and rough, still strong
and still our embrace
Writer
once radiant smiles
self deprecate and conceal
the tiny embers
their words turn bitter
tasting the shortening days
and leftover scraps
yet our hands are warm
although worn and rough, still strong
and still our embrace