Don't be so glum,
plum.
Don't feel beaten.
You were made
to be eaten.
But don't you know
that deep within,
Beneath your juicy flesh
and flimsy skin,
You bear a mystery,
You hold a key,
You have the making of a whole new tree.
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Penny For Your Thoughts
PoesiaA book of poems that challange your daily thoughts. Sure to make you laugh, cry, and everything in between. I sure favorite for all poetry readers
