Is It Sometimes It Is Poem by James McLain
Is It Sometimes It Is
When you read lips.
You say a few words.
They the other not of you.
You said them, two just now.
These that are mine, once upon you.
Moved forth from them months ago.
Still you speak with the wrong ears.
while the years catch the tears from lips,
that never tasted those months of sorrow.
Yes, ..so sad..
while others think some thing of that which wasn't.
Sometimes it is so nice to go back months ago, it inspires us! Ponder, shred, thrash and pen on... break the long silent tears shed and now make a river of....
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5/7/2024 7:28:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a touching poetry..beautifiul poem