**A Poem by ALB9-24-08I keep things burried away, my stories out of site till I read or see from you vicariously. Only one line here and another there or just the day as it sits; waiting for me, telling me: today is a day you remember. Then quick as I can I shut the book and look away. I think of the great things I have instead. But you know, youre the one that told me, you were here, and I with you, and by the pangs today is a day I remember. © 2009 ALB |
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