Phillip Wood Coffey: Not leaving

Pulled up a tree stump and there I soon sat
Viewing the lake front and much more than that,
No regard for the speed boats, then out I spat.
Passerby leading a wiener dog, but nary a cat.

Please let me be until the very late evening
Breeze flowing thru the leaves, birds chirping.
Nothing about with much speaking - deceiving
Carry on springtime soldiers, just decided, not leaving.



This story was posted on 2024-04-26 21:24:30.
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