The Widower Poem by Karl Stuart Kline
The Widower
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The full moon beckons
To my heart
And clutches that most
Important part
With dark dreams of those
Lonely nights
And a lovely lady that
Fades from sight
Fantasies that now fade
With daylight
And make me yearn again
for the night.
Now I’m drawing the shade
And locking the door,
So, in my loneliness,
I can Dream some more.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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