Shower: A Poem

Make Me New

H. Kris Thomas
Shower, wash away the grime of this day,
Make me new.
Waters, keep the guilt at bay,
Make me new.

I keep looking for that same old thing.
it's the only thing I can do
other than wait
for time to change
and to make of me a fool.

I felt around in the darkness
hoping to find a hand.
Some help when I need it
would be a nice and welcome change.

Published by H. Kris Thomas

So Cal resident writing poetry and other things...but mostly poetry.  View profile

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  • Aurora Aberdeen10/19/2009

    Clever poem, Heather! Nice work! :)

  • Rachel de Carlos10/6/2009

    Another lovely poem. Let it all out...

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