Shawn L. Bird

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poem- streets June 16, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:32 am
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The streets are not the same

but they still echo with the memory

of our steps.

I still hear your laughter

as we held hands and ran through the rain.

Ever after, I hummed Neil Sedaka on that street

and contemplated surrealism.

Decades later,

I can still hear our laughter.


12 Responses to “poem- streets”

  1. Wonderful poem…..

  2. georgiakevin Says:

    Your poem is very sweet.

  3. DeniseBalog Says:

    Neil Sadaka. Now that is a name I haven’t heard in a long time! Love your poem:)

  4. Jaime Says:

    Lovely! I particularly am drawn to your last line.

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