A Wink Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
A Wink
Across the river there is thunder
A bridge of fears
Clocks of silk dreams ticking
Lovers that quit kissing
I know what you want
The church of Jesus is for the broken
I am there
I see you with your hymnal
I probably shouldn’t wink
But I do
I know you seen me
When we get to heaven
Will you wink back?
Would you suggest the Radisson (sic?) for lunch when I visit? I heard it was a great place for lunch with an old friend. 'S'
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8/5/2026 1:39:58 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
nice poem... it has something special to male us smile...with good feelings