I feel the rush of your being
p
a
s
s
by me
you don't see me
at least very much of me
I reach out to touch you
but catch a falling leaf instead.
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1 Comments...not Spam-ments.:
Love the POEM!!! Would like to coorespond. My mother lives in Asheville, NC... I am in British Columbia. I, too, write poetry.
check out my blog sometime...
justanotherdaytobegin@blogspot.com
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