The tenant

The rain kept falling,
he fell of his bike
lost in emotion, lost.

– It is not I
nor my failure
that falls in darkness!

There will be a ceremony.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2011-07-03 at 20:13

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John Ashleigh
Very thought provoking, Bob.

Regards,
John.
2011-07-04