Poetry Unwritten
I'm a poet, and I know it! :)
September 13, 2011
Satisfaction
Walkin toward the house
Dirty hands,
Filthy Jeans.
Saddle pad tucked
Under my right arm
My helmet
In the left.
If I could
Relive
This day
One hundred times
I know
It would never be
Enough.
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