Safe

August 5, 2018 · by · in Poetry · 5 Comments

I open my drawer and take out your letters,
Unseen by strangers, not gathering dust,
Always present when the drawer opened.

I read through them slowly,
Page after page

 

Peace settles soft about me, like
A little death

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5 comments

  1. Bill · · Reply→

    So perfect…as always. Really well done.

    Like

    1. todadwithlovepoetryandprose · · Reply→

      Thank you.

      Liked by 1 person

  2. forresting365 · · Reply→

    Hey Beautiful Vera!!! Lovely, lovely, lovely. Sigh. End of a long, happy summer day. Glass of wine in hand. And Your poetry. YES! 🤗💖☀️

    Liked by 1 person

    1. todadwithlovepoetryandprose · · Reply→

      Hey Katy, I’ve missed you! So good to hear your voice. Sounds like you have been living the good life. 🙂 ❤

      Liked by 1 person

      1. forresting365 · · Reply→

        🤣 We really did have a sweet Sunday! ❤️

        Liked by 1 person

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