About the Poem
Bleak December. We'd been sending each other a new poem every work day. I finished work a few minutes early, and no poem had arrived. I simply wrote her what was in my heart.
Long |
| by Ted Reynolds |
| end of a tedious long day at work longer because no sunshine longer because no poem longer because no you but now there's the long night ahead of me long enough to think of you long enough to write a new poem long enough to await the sun's return |
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Marion
Awesome! And so touching! Thank you for such a beautiful poem!
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