An Original Poem: The Well Rounded Man 04/11/2010
When I was younger, I used to write poems. I don't do this too often anymore, but I felt like expressing something this morning. We'll see if you like it: The Well-Rounded Man I am the circle Touch me for a moment Before I go My side is just one Banking and ever mobile This tangent I show Outside, perfection Inside no one can see Who will ever know What it means to be me? CommentsLeave a Reply |
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