Deep Inside - Poem by James McLain
Your help was mine to give and both.
Could you not but help too feel it?
When deep inside the clouds the sky,
You whom knelt to hold me up.
Raisins in the sun.
Grapes again made whole and full
You squeeze against your lips.
Juice runs out each corner of your mouth.
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