The Kiss Poem by Jan E Smith
The Kiss
A breeze is blowing in the trees,
As leaves float to the ground.
A neighbor fumbles for her keys,
They’re nowhere to be found.
I sit upon my deck to think.
Why are my thoughts of you?
Our three-hour kiss seemed but a blink.
I swear that this is true.
Saturday, February 7, 2009
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5/10/2024 5:49:43 PM # 1.0.0.1119
cute little poem of a sweet memmory thanks 10.