(a Poem a Day) -worn- Posted on May 8, 2010 by thoreyo Like an old pair of jeans. Ripped by the seams and torn. Faded to nothing where most of the stress is. worn. Share it:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like Loading... Related
This is a gem.
Pearl