i’m beginning to learn that i have a lot more in common with you
-for my father
in a wistful slumber,
i turned so i was
huddled closer to the couch
i was cold
& i yearned for
its warmth
& you, quietly,
placed my mother’s
blanket over me
-for my father
in a wistful slumber,
i turned so i was
huddled closer to the couch
i was cold
& i yearned for
its warmth
& you, quietly,
placed my mother’s
blanket over me
I really enjoyed this