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.
Rock Accountant
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.
