Excursions Poem by R.Benjamin Abate

Excursions



We were walking
By the amphitheater
At Clay park

While everyone
Was watching
The Irish dancing girls

We stopped to
Watch them-
Dancing in their

Dresses with
Irish family
Crests

& You said
'We should make Irish family crests & wear them to a party we have! '

I thought it was a great
Idea-

The girls danced into
The night

& We ended up having
That party

But we didn't
Make the crests-

We dreamt of
Excursions together

Many of which
We wouldn't venture

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 04 June 2013

Poignant, the bittersweet tale of love lost is a language that is universal, such a small insignificant event in once life becomes an emotional echo once the stage of reminiscence sets in. This was perfect.

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