poem

November 4, 2006

Hehe, I don’t write poems, but here’s one anyway…

You take me, gradually in the early evening
In softness leaving no fear
I long for you in the small hours of the morning
Or at breakfast time

You hold my baby in a caress of peace
Just occasionally stirring
You teach me wild and fanciful things
Fleeting stories of the unknown

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One Response to “poem”

  1. David Raho Says:

    Nice tender poem. You should write more.

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