Down A Bright Way Poem by Steven Federle

Down A Bright Way



Close to the center,
near to where silence
fills my straining ears,
where long years
of searching end,


I find you waiting
my old friend.
You take my hand
and in a glance
know all.


Without a word
down a bright way
we walk.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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