Poem a Day
Saturday, April 2, 2011
Day Two
I reach
for their hands
Blindly seeking
reaching, reaching
Fingers empty still
I listen
for their voices
Hearing echoes only
fading, fading
Dissipating - gone
Yet I reach
I listen
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