Kindling's Fire Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

Kindling's Fire



She made me more real than I could stand,
but choice was not an option
And reaching in deep she pulled tomorrow
out of yesterday's regret
Leaving me to find a home for all the
wasted memories and time
Loving me only just enough
—to begin to start again

(Houserville Pennsylvania: December,1971)

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