Left Bereft Poem by bill costley

Left Bereft



Embargoed by their families,
leaving me bereft,
reduced to memories
or accidental encounters
as repeating scenario.
What can I learn from it?
What is a smile?

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embargoed loves
(06 AUG 13, V V, Santa Clara CA) v7
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