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Its Late.

Rating: 3.0

It's late
The air outside is heavy
The termites flying around

Street lights.
The uncomfortable sleep
The fan blowing humid air

Getting sticky from the heat,
Awaken from slumber

And he's not by my side
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David Harris 29 July 2007

Sandra, a great poem here. A well drawn picture of waiting for someone very dear. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David

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