Thief Poem by Sally Van Doren

Thief



I remember the hour
you stole time from me
and here in these late pages
I try to collect back
the kisses in the parking lot
that erased my history
next to that green F-150
when you became my future.

Friday, April 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: future,green,history
COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Little words but good poem to read.

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Chuy Amante 04 April 2014

Lucky boy! You are charming!

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Sally Van Doren

Sally Van Doren

Missouri / United States
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