Destitute

by Kristina Harris - Aries

She sifts through dusty records..
inside the five and dime..
and wonders if the records..
really cost a dime..
'cause that's all she has.
All she'll ever have.
a shiny little dime..
in her torn and tattered bag..
Not enough for bread,
not enough for milk,
Music makes her heart dance..
Her heart needs it..

She's sifting through some records..
inside the five and dime.

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2000-03-30 17:42:08
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:41:59
Poem ID: 55317

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