Not, Again Poem by DEAN WILLIAM JOHNSTON

A Lady seated at a table
With at. Drink at hand.
Looking out the window
Looking at her watch.
tapping on table, think
Where is he.He said he

Was coming.Hke did this
Before. Looking at her watch
J was pasting
By tears came to her eyes. Picking
Up her things you could Read her.
Face. shoe saying. Ain slow voice
Not! Again! ! ! And. And she walk out
Never to come back this was it, Good-by
Was coming. he did this
Before.







Not lasts. sweet dreams ya, ll