SUNDAY REST Poem by Jan Glas
SUNDAY REST
We had our own supply of words
and knew what each and
every word was for,
we placed them close to each other;
between the words
you had nothing to say,
there unrelentingly
Sunday rest reigned.
In the evening the curtains from
before the war were drawn.
Friday, June 29, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: words
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