At the end of this day

We hurry through
afternoons of thunderstorms.
Drizzle zig zag…splashing
winds brushing our hair.
We trace footsteps,
trance-like in yellow fog

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JoanMcNerney (48 Poems)

I am resourceful (still alive), outstanding (6 ft tall) and beautiful (well men have said so therefore it must be true). Also have a good sense of humor.

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