Wandering Poem by Heather Burns

Wandering



Sleep does
not
come easily
tonight

I keep
waking up
to another
place and
time

allowing
my
mind to
wander

without you
I could not
comprehend
tomorrow


I would be
thrown back
into
yesterday.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: night
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