i can see myself as an old man
i can see myself the old man
looking back.
i'm looking
forward!
we make eye contact and we wonder what I
was thinking,
am thinking,
will think.
he knows,
i hope.
he knows he
hoped.
Monday, August 20, 2007
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It's fun how your poems can parallel a conversation. Telepathy....a beautiful thing.
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