Adam's Rib
Adam's Rib sat and heard all his cry's, and watched as he wiped all the tears from his eye's.
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Abuse would leave deep scars. Even if the wounds are healed, the memory will hurt forever, each time we touch the scars... I think we may need to make other memories, beauty and love filled to clad the painful ones. The wonderful wife in this poem may have claded those wounds. Wonders are only normal we are what our experiences printed on us not what we would wish to be...A wonderful, full of depth poem, thank you for share.
likely u speak of the inevitanbility of destiny...or maybe intrasigence... either way well written cheers
a good poem on Adams Rib. well it was Eve and that's why we are all here. enjoyed