Somewhat Like Before (A Poem)

Somewhat Like Before

Let’s meet again tonight
somewhere near the low bridge
just where the red sweet gum leaves
fall into the stream
and the dream
where the sense of you
is so great
that to awake with you gone
does not seem real.
Let’s meet again tonight
somewhere near the low bridge.
I’ll catch a falling red leaf
for you to hang upon a star.

Ellespeth

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