And I Ask Of You Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

And I Ask Of You



Of you I ask and is it true?
That love when blind will pass.
Lead me not far off,
A rose no longer red or white is
Yellow now.

I gave thanks for what was mine,
And now look back.
Knowing where you are and how it tastes.
And I ask of you again of you I ask,
Once before the door is closed.

Friday, February 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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