What Is There Left To Say Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

What Is There Left To Say



Going in leaving.
I think of the weather
and the sea.
Inside the window,
I am looking far out
Inside.
To look once again.
At me.
And the weather
Coming in
and going out
once again.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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