Continued Welcome Poem by Kathleen Carlton Johnson
Continued Welcome
Continued Welcome
Long waits, penciled dates,
events blurred, in
endless miles of waiting
"to get there."
good night to all those endless names
I can't remember, details pulled
behind like a train.
YOU, I stuff into my sack
just as the bus is leaving
we are not finished yet.
wheels go from right to left
steering ever closer
back to the first time we happened
and could not let go.
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