Blossoming – Words with a Barber Poem


Conversation with a barber – Michael Xavier Ortiz

Calm your nerves my son, said the barber man
you’re not the only one, and this is not the end
find the one you love and be the man she needs
and don’t you curse above, remember the giving tree
always hold her tight , protect and fight for her
she is your warm dim light and and you are her warrior.

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