Thursday, May 25, 2017

Grind Me Down

Take care, dear grist, to grind me down...if it please, real smooth and slow. Make me sharp, as a pencil lead. Make me hard, but gentle and true...as that classic song, you hear in your head...and always whistle too.


Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico

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