Our Letters
by Roxann Latimer
Wednesday, January 22, 2003
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Every day I hear the postman’s steps outside...and wonder
Will today bring me words of your essence on a pen prescribed
More often than not, your words are like medicine...healing redemptive, affirmations
That speak on war and loss, love and life and enlighten me to confirmations
That even now with you in there and me sitting here
I am as close to you as to mine own self sometimes... |