Shawn L. Bird

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poem- late July 13, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:42 am
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Eleven forty-two

and I’m missing you

You said you’d be back between

eleven thirty and twelve o’clock

I hope you didn’t stop anywhere because it seems

The minutes are hours and I’m powerless

with longing.  I guess this means

I love you, even though now it’s

eleven fifty-two

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(Actually, he came through the door at 11:47, right on schedule.  Poetic license!)  🙂

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