Delilah Miller Poems
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So good to be home
and out of the heat.
All those excess people reminded I'm alone
as I explored the busy Chicago streets.
So good to be mild
and not full of heat.
All those old buildings reminded I'm only a child
as I explored the ancient Chicago streets.
So good to be recognized
and not sweating in the heat.
All those dollars spent reminded me of the love I'm still denied.
as I explored the poor Chicago streets.
So good to be back from running away
and back from the heavy, humid heat.
All of the luggage and vacations reminded me ...
If that phone rings across the other line,
just one more time,
I don't know how much longer I can keep my mind.
Because you're not going to pick up,
I'll end up again hanging up.
If I have to hear a message machine
the only directive I can leave is 'Shut up! '