For Scooner, Day 1 Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams

For Scooner, Day 1



You looked at me
like I was your world.
Your eyes always on
a verge of spilling
out over your lashes.
Happiness.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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