She's quivering on the sidewalk
Standing there, long hair, trying to be strong,
Shaking unsteady wobbly and weak.
Trembling at the sight of me
I walked over and gave her a hug
She said your real, you're here;
You're not an apparition,
Phantom spirit, glimmer or ghost
For l was gone, too long
For l been gone, too long
From all my ones I Love
My Sons and Daughters
Wives and Spouses
Brothers and Sisters, and
Other family too
She was quivering, disbelieving,
For I had been,
Lost
Too
All
T. Plotz
Quivering
12 JAN 2016
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