Be Here
Although the day was full of grace,
I frowned because your face
Was not there.
The sky was denim-blue,
The breeze cloying, but you
Were not there.
Summer comes apace;
I would rejoice,
Were you here.
Clouds close the sky,
Again; this is why I
Need you here.
2009
Will Barber
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