Gleam Poem by Thomas Plotz
Gleam
Warmth with November
Hopefully, snow of December,
Won't shine a sheen
Blinding gleam,
Inhibiting my vision, of you more
For it's crazy,
As you're waving arms
To and fro
The others seem to drug me so
As I walk right past,
Only to think of your name at a later time
I do wish to see
The ones, I too, love to be with
The Ones, I'll Love Forever
T. Plotz
Gleam
28 November 2017
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4/30/2024 7:46:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a lovely poem, Thomas... a full 10++++