Marilyn Lott

Gold Star - 9,394 Points (5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Hunting Widow - Poem by Marilyn Lott

Well he’s gone and I gotta tell ya
It seems eerie here alone
I kind of miss his presence
After all, I’m not made of stone

The sound of his voice ramblin’
Isn’t droning in my ear
Subjects that I don’t care about
That he feels he needs to share

I’m kind of missing him, gotta say
Like the sight of summer flowers
But I guess I can’t miss him too much
For he’s been gone for just two hours!


Comments about Hunting Widow by Marilyn Lott

  • (12/27/2017 7:56:00 AM)


    They very delightful and touching...plz share more of them (Report) Reply

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  • (11/3/2007 1:30:00 PM)


    That one snuck up on me Marilyn! Very good! (10) ! !
    Thad
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  • rajagopal haran (11/3/2007 7:54:00 AM)


    very nice poem; pl keep sharing more (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011


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