The TruthA Poem by B.BurgeonWhat she brought; what I brought; what she fixed.
You brought my favorite type of weather,
that rare, mid-day, Springtime, sunshiny rain. I brought a nut; You had a cracker. © 2016 B.BurgeonAuthor's Note
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