(1/30) Year Zero: FORM

Poetry month has begun and I'm dusting off my blog to participate. Hopeful I'll go (30/30). This year instead of following and attempting NaPoWriMo prompts, I thought I'd do a lil' something different ---> A poem from each year of my life until I get to 30; I'm starting at the very beginning. Happy Writing!  



A
nomad
God fearing
christian woman
and a streetwise
sinner got together
breathing love
and hope into
one another;

my conception
was the air they
promised each other.


© 2017 abruvanamedsly




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