Oldest River (poem)

/ September 15, 2015

Oldest River

I was
too happy
to recognize
when it happened
to someone else
too sad
to realize
when it happened
to me
until
time passed
which
did not make me
less
sad
but just
slightly
very
very
slightly
more aware

ray at raven cliff falls overlook

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