Little Red Book Of Love Poem by Charles Eastland
Little Red Book Of Love
LITTLE RED BOOK OF LOVE
In my snowfall coat I keep
With tissues in my pocket
This little book of love
Red cover faded, pages worn
It resides and surprises
When to my fingers' touch
A page I did not know I needed
opens like a friend who comforts
saying just the words I need.
The little book of love knows
it's time I should laugh
… or maybe cry
with all my loves here inside
Charles Eastland - Poet
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