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On My Shoulder

by Joe Cramer

My hand rests upon your shoulder
Watching the evenong come and go.
This weight makes me feel older,
Of this simple truth, I do know.
I watch you there, wondering
As to exactly what you are thinking.
Trying to learn even more of you
My mind goes blank, my eyes unblinking.
This much I truly know, this, I do.

01/13/2010

Author's Note: ... to my muse.....

Posted on 01/13/2010
Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Michael Smith on 01/16/10 at 10:50 PM

I like the hint to the philosophical here.

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