Go Home Baby Sister December 8, 2007Posted by jak in Creative Writing, Life, love, Poem, Poetry, Writing.
Go home baby sister, this boy will do you harm.
The rough edge of yesterday has yet to keep me warm,
My world, so worn.
I look for love. crave it, as human as I know.
But my path trails surely away from faith,
My world, so torn.
Go home baby sister, and see sadness slow.
Let those rough edges dim softly to a blur,
My world, so warm.
© 2007 Argonaut