How much time
am I allowed
to finish a poem
that bring tears, empathy
and understanding
to a world
desperate for joy,
love and kisses.
Past nor future speaks -
we all sit
quietly
side my side
I writing
in the present –
absorbing the heat
watching
listening
feeling.
J.E. Dorsey - for DRC & SLC
Copyright © Doug Claybourne 2011. All Rights Reserved.
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