September Evening Poem by tom hufford
September Evening
It was a september evening when we we first met I was tired and you were upset, eyes closed so tight what can this be it must be light. I think I can see. Someone held me close and kept me warm I wonder who it is the day I was born. Later in life the person that kept me warm was a man name father the day I was born.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
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