Mike Dolch


For Kenny - Poem by Mike Dolch

Somewhere me and Kenny go.
Nobody else will ever know.

Quilts of dogs,
and streams of lights
flooding me
like memories.
Picnic baskets
of fruits and treats.
Only croaking frogs,
no city streets.

It's just me and Kenny
in my dreams.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013


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