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we could talk about so many things

by Richard D Frederick

a conversation
perhaps
a word

but
they don't know me
and i don't know them

i drink my coffee
time passes
they leave

God is the father
that left when you
were young.

07/27/2008

Posted on 07/27/2008
Copyright © 2010 Richard D Frederick

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Olivia Weinkein on 07/27/08 at 08:47 PM

wow. i really like this.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/28/08 at 01:22 PM

What an interesting ending...

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