An Hour Is To Long Poem by James McLain
An Hour Is To Long
An hour is too long too wait for me.
Come with me, ' you are to soon, I fear.
Love is but a second chance upon that shore.
My apprehension how it builds the storm is near.
And when the end is come to near your song,
and reaching out, 'psalms turned up I hear.
Do not shed those sun warmed tears for me.
Sleepwalking beneath a moon, 'I can not feel.
An hour is too long the night grows short.
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5/4/2024 9:57:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Upon that shore of love! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.