Sunday, May 22, 2016

Never the Same

   Never the Same

Never the same,
After the moment of pain.
Trauma twists,
Clench fist.

Moment in time,
Internal's slimed.
Healing comes slowly,
Discovery of what's Holy.

About the Author:  Brian Bucks lives on a small horse ranch in Western Nebraska and is a husband, father, electrical engineer, and poet.

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