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Saturday, April 9, 2011

April dribbles - 9

In the afternoon
We’ll phone in the evening
And then we’ll say goodnight.

Don’t call between 8 and 10 she says
So we’ll wait till 2.

Is it summer-time?
Gray clouds like winter outside
But the flowers think it’s spring.

Can’t fix the hours. Just phone
And love’s the thing.

1 comment:

Marianne said...

Love the ambiguity in this piece!