Teething Tither, Such a Wither

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem is to be interpreted in many ways. One interpretation that is most common: "Have faith. Especially in yourself." The poem conveys a persons feelings after losing somebody.

Submitted: April 10, 2008

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Teething Tither, Such a Wither... By: J. L. Moreaux


Where'dst thou love,
When the leaves fall dead?
The love has never ended,
Our mothers have spread.

Safe am I! Oh, I care great!
Open the box, our lovely fate.
The mortal sins upon us, bad.
These, which make us tearful, sad.

Aye! Say the glass half full!
It speaks truth, comforting whole.
Bringing me water so pure.
Yes! This may be the constant cure!

Drink from the cup of Eden!
It has already been corrupt.
We know this is the right thing.
The happiness will soon erupt!



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