
On this day
A meagre seven years ago
I woke to find you gone
A day premature
Just the nursing angel in your hand
The phone receiver in mine
Continue reading at Sun in Gemini

On this day
A meagre seven years ago
I woke to find you gone
A day premature
Just the nursing angel in your hand
The phone receiver in mine
Continue reading at Sun in Gemini
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Sad but lovely poem.
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Simple language and beautiful.
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