Tattoo Charm Bracelet
Tattoo Charm Bracelet
My skin, a pure canvas before
No design beckoned me to explore
To be etched in the flesh, I deplored…
More mature, this great art challenged harm
Grand crucifix, my son’s heart, on my wrist, not arm
These jewels I’ll wear, linked in ink, each one a charm…
Submitting into: Bite Size Poem No. 42 Poetry Contest
Sponsored By: Line Gauthier
Date Written: 04-13-22
Copyright © Meghan Hutchings | Year Posted 2022
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