The hail beats the tin roof of this old house
like a previous century stoning
the ice crashing on the corrugated steel
is reminiscent of a
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and I don't play it for you I don't play it for you, any longer You were once my god. Sigh...... Yes....I know.....I come back to this one. xxx
I am so glad, you relate this, Ruby, it was a very emotional write for me. Hard to do. The appreciation you show brings flutters of joy. Thank you so very much for reading me, and sharing your opinion. I love to hear from readers. xoxo Al.
Oh my! This poem fills me.....and empties me.... Beautiful longing and lonely silence. I just love this!
Such a nice poem.......10+ You may like to read my poems and express your views too..... - Marjan