All said and done

Posted on by A Heathen Poet

Hold me tight

beneath the March sun

take your finger off

the monosyllabic gun

in meticulous style

insinuate and shun

but never question

my mid-morning fun

the secret pranks

and the holding hands

our greatest memories

never our own

yet linger aplenty

even when we’re

all said and done.

Published by A Heathen Poet

We are all the children of men, struggling to keep the madness at bay

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