Untitled

Poem By Debora Soramaki

Toggles on her winter coat,
Knitted scarf around her neck,
Driving down the icy road
Trying not her car to wreck.
On her heart a heavy load,
Needs to see her dying friend.
Words of comfort say to her,
Be there till the very end.

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