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5th street love story
by Barbara GriffithMeeting in our mid-morning routines
Two red clad figures on the sidewalk
kissing as if there is no 11:30am.
As to passing traffic how must we look?
Strangers passing meet to embrace. 10/22/2007 Author's Note: T.R.
Posted on 10/22/2007
Copyright © 2026 Barbara Griffith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Trisha De Gracia on 10/22/07 at 06:20 PM Aw fifth street. I love your poems because you notice this most interesting things, the red, the cuteness.... and then you ponder on it. I like this stuff :) |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/14/13 at 06:59 PM Nice to see as POTD. "kissing as if there is no 11:30am." This is such a great line. |
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