BEFORE CHOIR.

A BOY AND GIRL AND THEIR LOVE IN 1962.

She pulled you

into the porch

 

of the church

and kissed your

 

lips while others

made their way

 

inside for choir

practice and no

 

one seemed to

miss you for the

 

time it took for

a kiss or two and

 

as you made your

way back around

 

the church along

the path between

 

graves half lit in the

moon’s light she held

 

your hand giving it

a squeeze and now

 

and then beneath a

later moon’s glow

 

with stars like glittering

coins in the sky you

 

imagine she is there

again and didn’t die.

Reviews

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Wow powerful write, so deeply emotionial.
your write tugs my heart strings,
nicely written and expressed!