Rebirth Posted on October 14, 2019 by Lisa Rosier Brought your A-game, the victory, yours Punted away the ball, nothing to lose? Found a penny, pockets so full Left it laying to corrode, not worth wishing upon? Rose, like no other, name you dreamed of Loved with abandon, but for her thorns? Find you she will, she who’s your own Knot unending, what prayer will find you? Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related