Being Last You Were First Poem by James McLain
Being Last You Were First
Over night while
I slept
you had gone.
Silver light
from the moon
in our room
kept me
sleeping to long
unaware.
Monday, August 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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Kumarmani Mahakul
10 August 2015
Silver light from manages mind with calmness. Interesting sharing really.
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5/7/2024 10:55:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Short but to the point. Thank for sharing