May 20, 2018
1 min read
Rain in Spring
a poem from 2013
Our neighbor walked by
With his eighteen year old dog
Past his prime a bit senile
But no love lost all this while
Can I hear the rain
Above my own voice
In silence I sit and
Yet all this noise
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Poetry and whatever else comes to mind
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