Found Poetry 552

1/26/21

daddy died and is in the wheat field, I said
so think of him each time we have bread
she looked up at me with those wise eyes
and said just like bread he too will rise

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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