Monday, August 18, 2014


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A Poem Of Good Will

I sent you tidings
But didn't know
Your address;
I whispered it to the rain
When it fell
Against the glass
To run in long fingers
Like tears on cheeks.
The rain bids me stay
In my place of walls;
As it flows
Beyond the glass,
Past county lines,
Down distant roads,
And then splatter
Past your door
On its way to where
Waters go.
Did you hear its murmur?
It said,
I am happy
I imagine that
You are happy.

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