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Dearest John

by Joe Cramer

Lost and always so very alone
Somehow I find my place home.
I know that if I make it through the day
It will not end in this same way.
Forever searching in the night
To find a way to make my life count, right.
I long for all the right words to say,
I needed you with me here, today.

06/14/1975

Author's Note: ... upon receiving my first "Dear John" letter....

Posted on 08/30/2009
Copyright © 2024 Joe Cramer

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Allison Smith on 08/30/09 at 11:23 PM

:(

Posted by Laurie Blum on 08/31/09 at 12:07 AM

I am with Alison... :(

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/31/09 at 01:25 AM

Something very ironic about adding the "est" to the "dear" that sets this apart.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/31/09 at 07:16 PM

Ya, I'm with the other Allison.

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