The People In Your Drawings Poem by Thom Isaacson

The People In Your Drawings



I had a dream last night where I held you...
I almost cried when I woke up.

There was a time when I held you all night,
and woke up to your face...

...my tears almost hit my crooked smile.

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Thom Isaacson

Thom Isaacson

Pueblo, Colorado
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