We Stopped At Perfect Days Poem by Richard Brautigan

We Stopped At Perfect Days

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We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.
The wind glanced at her hair.
It was as simple as that.
I turned to say something--

Monday, January 13, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: car,hair,wind
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Richard Brautigan

Richard Brautigan

Tacoma, Washington
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