Why you trying to distract me,Now that you can't have me;
Is that the best you can do?
Pitched fork used for winnowing
Long as I'm not sinning
your just getting me ready for harvest.
The mystery was my misery
Watched as you sifted me.
But now I just laugh
As the chaff disappears.
Brett Lee
Poetry Ministry
© 2008
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