Wednesday, January 17, 2024

Here and Gone

 .........

Here and Gone



In the middle of 

everything going on, 

course plotted, autopilot on,

Nothing to do. We need to wait.


Together. We wait together.

Perhaps we hold hands.

Bump shoulders.

Giggle.


Like so many moments 

this passes and we're 

off again.

Gone.



...

Copyright

Poem

DLWhite

1/11/24

07:35




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