Rebirth
- Chantelle
- Mar 30, 2020
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 7, 2021
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One day I asked my mom and sister for four words.
1. Titanium
2. Sunset
3. All star
4. Igloo
Here is the poem that came out of it...
01/22/19
I arose from my titanium tomb
It was dark, it was musty
but I was brand new
Like an all star who'd won the fight
I was the victor
Escaping defeat just felt right
The sunset behind me like a floral bouquet
It seemed as the world ended
I would start my day
No more being stiff
an igloo standing still
Inhale, Exhale
Letting these awakened lungs fill
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