Pleading

Pleading

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

Dear love

cliche, as if a joke

the willow tree was swaying in my yard

the chimes were persistant

and the doves mourned the afternoon.

Your glass remained on the porch table

standing, mocking my efforts

telling the mailman what I had been trying to deny,

I have been waiting for you.

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Added on May 12, 2010
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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

Chicago, IL



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