seeing/saying
Thursday, February 14, 2013
This can't be a poem of the mourning dove
This can't be a poem of the mourning dove
But a valentine cut soundly through
A winter fog condensed at dawn
Migrant to the coming thaw.
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2013
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