Yesterdays Poem by Clive Culverhouse

Yesterdays



so here's my card
should you need me again
our yesterdays now lie
beneath our feet
like Romans and hoards
I'm sorry we cried
I'm sorry I killed you
give me a call sometime

Friday, October 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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