So quietA Poem by Jon Roggie
Do I have to sit next to you?
Fine. Two rocks waiting. We both have much to look forward to. Rain. Moss growing on us. You know that will only happen if we sit here? So maybe talk? I don't like moss. © 2015 Jon Roggie |
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1 Review Added on October 7, 2015 Last Updated on October 7, 2015 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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