eve Taylor Poems

As the final curtain draws,

there will be no last call,
...

One day,

but probably not,
...

A quiet moment,

and a blank page,
...

I often steal away,

not from just others,
...

I love early spring,

she sings softly,
...

Bring on the spring,

rumble rumble,
...

I recall,

scenes of fall,
...

Sleeping beauties,

under cover,
...

What of us,

can be defined?
...

But what have you really done?

I raised a family,
...