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The Eclectic Pen - Shoulder Slant

By: Marsha M. (Mimisworld)   + 3 more  
Date Submitted: 11/19/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 67

  Wide and strong
Exhausted and weak
Stretched end to end
Nothing out of reach

Built Ford tough
Not by choice rather necessity
Life can be rough
Even counting your blessings

Heaviness bearing down
Creating a hunch from soft flesh
Shrinking what was once sound
Inches more my body digress

Melts to the right touch
Arches to defend
When the world is too much
She feels all nerve ends

Great for crying
Or just resting your head
My shoulder provides comfort
For all at my homestead

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Sophira B. (sophiraness) - 11/19/2008 12:08 PM ET
i absolutely love this. thats all i can say
Marta J. (booksnob) - 11/19/2008 5:18 PM ET
This is such a universal mother poem! (The only problem is...where do WE rest our heads for comfort?)
Lena S. (SquirrelNutkin) - 11/25/2008 7:48 AM ET
I love this , nice job
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