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Horse Corral Fence along Road with Roadside Flowers

were there words
I couldn’t find them
tho I searched the dark
til dawn –
as gentle tears were dried
upon the lawn

a place
beside your picture
as poetry
you knew
the way to tell a story
with my name

with hands to trace
each coming back –
a kiss
was reason clear
I felt my way
across the night
to here

. . .