Misty Memory Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Misty Memory



The memory of you is fading
like the mist
off a rainy winter morning
when the sun appears.

The pressure of your touch
receding
from my hand
even as the blue-green
of your distant eyes.

Friday, September 14,1991

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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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