Thirst
written by: Melissa Lemay
I will roam the desert—
keep your water and your bread;
man does not live on bread
alone.
Heat scorches my skin,
sweat stinging my eyes,
I crawl on hands and knees
if I can write.
Sandstorms swirl around
me—
I am not forsaken;
I have fingers
and I can scrawl
letters in the sand.
I may be forgotten
when I return to dust;
feelings strokes of letters
leave will remain.
Melissa Lemay is a stay-at-home mother from Lancaster, Pennsylvania. She never graduated college. She has lived an interesting life and her experiences shape her writing (some might call it an obsession). She writes about God, addiction, trauma, healing, being a mother, and many other things. Additionally, she enjoys spending time with family, drinking good coffee, and cats–petting them, not drinking them. Find her at Melissa Lemay at WordPress.
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