Buried

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I stumbled on a drawing
I had sketched with your pen
An image that surely
Held meaning back then.

A red faded placemat
A brown coffee stain
A mark on the corner where
You made me sign my name.

At first glance I didn't realize
This piece that I drew
Was something I'd constructed
Sitting across from you.

For quite some time now
It has slept in a box
Cast aside quietly
And slowly forgot.

I suppose that's how I am
Now that you've gone away,
An image that's buried
Never to be framed.

◄ Lillian Marie

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Don Matthews

Sat 21st Mar 2020 21:22

Very good H.....

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