Four In The Morning Poem by john mcleish

Four In The Morning



Four in the morning
cab at the door
leaving hem fur the first time
no longer a boy

A' the goodbye's
in the cald night air
as i drive away
in te, New Frontiers

Saturday, March 6, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: frontiers,goodbye,leaving
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