LOOK OUT
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Hawk Living Room 5:15pm
I can let the axe fall
on anyone:
husband
mortgagee
friend —
but not child
for a child
I have all praise
and sympathy
children are growing
into falsehood
and where innocence remains
I have unconditional love
Cool. I have a blog of poems too, well their more like thoughts. It’s called “Dancing Signs of Harmony”.