Less Than Half
"I prefer a half a loaf
to having none at all."
My mother always said,
her voice clouded, in the fall.
I'd lick the blackberry from the bread
and nod along, but laugh.
I never did see what it meant
'til I had less than half.
Now I long for just a crumb
on my bare and lonely path.
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Castles in the Sky (Poetry)
PoetryA collection of my poetry. I update sporadically.
