Your sad poppies put me in a mood.Still WaitingI had hoped you foundyour peace among the flowersas you said you would.I had hoped for signof you just outside my door,or towels draped near,or open cabinetswhere you keep your silken things,or just something, dear,something to tell methis thing we share is still true.All I hear is wind.June 14, 2014 7:55 PMWe started hanging out like this in 2009. Five years. Wow.
Christopher, you inspired me again. My response is posted above (into the green).
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