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cruel arrivals

by Rachelle Howe

the morning came too soon
for me today.
the twilight peeked
its head above slumbering clouds,
which were somberly
cursing the sun
as it, also, rose
from a dreamy bed.

the morning came too soon
for me today.
i sat, shivering, on my porch
with a burning flame
in one hand
and your heart
in the other.

the morning came too soon
for me today...
and i arrived
too late.

12/28/2001

Posted on 12/28/2001
Copyright © 2024 Rachelle Howe

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