The Doorbell - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

as i wait for you
when it is late on evenings when i am alone
when it rings
i wish it were not another
(just you)
but it is not always the case,

i look through the bay window
it is the same uncared prankster
that child running
away from
an opening door

till now we never know for sure
his name.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 15, 2010

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