The Empty Chair Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Empty Chair



The good lover of myth is youth.
Puts up with the possibility of growing old.
Being proper,
I look to each full seat.
I wait.
For an opportunity to sit in the empty chair.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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