Nineteen

Nineteen is a number made out of clay
Bursting in my mind forward to ubiquity
Fair life of heavens we call blatant pleas for the sake of the menial

By Gary Shane Gridley
Published: 8/11/2001		 Your Contributions: Tell us a Poem! You don't have to be a Buzzle.com author to contribute to Poetry Bee. Submit a poem of your own right now!
 
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