Life With Horace

poetry & essays

Shoals

Nights alone riding the river of our past
taking songs to bed instead of you
resigned to half the life we had
I see you there waiting for
my dreams to float the river shoals
Less of forever to go around each bend
until we say hello again, and dance
outside the time of sleep

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Poetry & Essays

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