A Little Remembering Poem by RIC BASTASA
A Little Remembering
from the old trunk at the cellar
he finds again
her old letter
telling him where to meet
her
the time and the
lovely mood for that day
all contained on a scented paper
the words written
on blue pen
the strokes well
made like
the tendrils of
the honeysuckle
that blooms so well
during summer
he did not go
and it was the last time
that she ever saw
him.
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