PsalmBy Samuel MenasheShare thisShareLet’s make believeI am happy, I laughBlack poison, all of meIts bottleful,Become sparkling waterMy cup runneth overI am your sonYou are my daughter,The only oneSource: Poetry (September 2009)
Let’s make believeI am happy, I laughBlack poison, all of meIts bottleful,Become sparkling waterMy cup runneth overI am your sonYou are my daughter,The only oneSource: Poetry (September 2009)
