Poem: To Be Weak
by Regis Boff
I hunt for proverbs all day long.
To steer me through my day.
They don’t help me much,
melting as they do
like ice,
against my determination
to be weak.
I hunt for proverbs all day long.
To steer me through my day.
They don’t help me much,
melting as they do
like ice,
against my determination
to be weak.
