Sunday’s Poetry Post



A mind erodes

Each day more,

Further down roads

Never been before.


A heart explodes

Early one morning,

Before life corrodes,

Left without warning.


There’s no choice

How we go.

Remember to rejoice,

You never know.


About John Northcutt Young

I write. Remember making-up stories from spelling words in the fifth grade. A journalism degree followed. Thanks for looking.
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