I
To Sara
I read your drama
About the boy not to be
Sara, I see how you are broken
Wanting a token
For you efforts, but that was never to be.
II
Dear Sara, don’t cross
Out. Makes your words a loss
I would rather yearn than wait
And yes smiles are bait
To your heart, and now it carries weight
But moments you don’t let
Speak, steal your poems purpose to fret
So I get
Less
III
Dear Sara stressing
Wont change
Anything,
But it does bring
Your soul on the page
How repetition and deleting
Your words, shows your friendship age
To more
Only makes me adore
And applaud.
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Mr. Wake, this is most heart-felt and charming. I hope you continue to write, shaping your words to reflect your emotions. Best regards, G.