the end of
the end of
september pretends
to know
something about
loss, sits down
at the piano
and struggles
with the blues
.
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I’ve been gone for several years, what a nice surprise to come back and see that you are still posting, still taking pictures, still going. This poem was lovely, as all of yours are.
welcome back! i hope that all’s well with you and your loved ones. thank you, again, for taking the time to read and comment! i’m deeply grateful!