Archive for December, 2009
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Dec
When We Meet Again
When We Meet Again
If ever this was a time
When the little boy grew up
His life, stopped on a dime,
would be so hard to pull up
Awash, awash, in a stunned splendor
reeling, revealing
a deer caught in headlights
mild fender bender
but for the deer,
a life ender
Such late empathy
for the young man who grew
so old
so bold
No, it can’t really be this cold
It’s not, the little girl who’s life
stopped on a dime, full of strife
A spot where paths cross
Angst Tossed -
Eltmon – Friday, September 22, 2006