Walking and old path Down aging concrete, Grayer than memory allows, Each crack as familiar As the crease […]
Chai Tea
Chilly April morn Chai Latte and a good book Snow falls from the sky 4/16/18 My 15th poem […]
Walking and old path Down aging concrete, Grayer than memory allows, Each crack as familiar As the crease […]
Chilly April morn Chai Latte and a good book Snow falls from the sky 4/16/18 My 15th poem […]
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John W. Leys