Long Ago In A Lover's Life

Poem By Curtis Goodnight

Third grade
Oh God not again!
But...but I have new button shiny
and I have velvet soft careful
       and now  a dazed and wounded
Yet do not imagine we are weak
we third graders
with our doughty selves.
We toss our mittens to the winds
we slush about in stocking feet.
-hear and understand if you can-
Everything is here
Bundled snug
to white hot.
And when my velvet ears hear
and my shiny eyes see
More you
and less me
Do not be so surprised
to be burnt back to third grade
while I carefully place my mittens
on your ashen shadows

Comments about Long Ago In A Lover's Life

A lovely tribute to a staph bear, perhaps. Cute. Read mine - The Lie - Adeline

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