Untitled Poem by M.J. Lemon
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last night I dreamt
I gave you a glass
of water
it was the night
before you passed away
it was the morning
I woke up
Such momentum of deep meaning in so few words, amazing, and beautiful.
Her glass was full. Yours is half full. And now, you're rising to the occasion, my friend! Love the poem!
I often have the same dream but I make tea instead. However, over all it's a wonderful poem Top5 Bravo!
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5/28/2024 2:58:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
M.J.===your power has been growing immensely since I have been gone---you are amazing and so gripping---top marks and faving this extraordinary write
Thank you Susan. Your comments, kindness are inspirational.