Karen O’Leary |
- Karen O’Leary
walls built
to last…
he talks
with his hands
silence born
of pain
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he passes
his craft
the only life
he knows
to his daughter
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she becomes…
a bricklayer
but can reach
out to others too
Dear Sunil,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for publishing my poem in your beautiful journal. Setu is popular (as evidenced by the page view) because you are offering a wonderful place to share the gift of words. Wishing you continued success. I appreciate the opportunity to be a small part of the journey.
Blessings,
Karen
like the poem for its brevity and the great thought it captures.
ReplyDeleteDear Abu,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your kind words. I appreciate the time you took to read and comment on my poem. Wishing you the best with your writing endeavors.
Blessings,
Karen