By Alan Meyrowitz
Morning and again,
mind’s eye has her spreading jam,
all the greater sadness
left to rest of day.
Yet morning’s quiet magnifies—
no small regret, no little pain.
I will be trembling,
spreading jam.
Copyright 2014 Meyrowitz
Morning and again,
mind’s eye has her spreading jam,
all the greater sadness
left to rest of day.
Yet morning’s quiet magnifies—
no small regret, no little pain.
I will be trembling,
spreading jam.
Copyright 2014 Meyrowitz