Whispers of a poet's heart

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My days were becoming a blur

I needed a break from doldrums

Time was an unwanted guardian

I chose a ferry ride across the river

April winds swirled upon the water

Subtle change of pace for difference

No person in mind or destination

Upstairs to a near-empty upper deck  

Sun gleaming off the watery surface

Then she turned, faced my direction

Life paused and I became breathless

But when she smiled, life is renewed

After three years we’re still having

The very same …first conversation  


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