Ginny Allen Poems

I would not have you grieve for me today
Nor weep beside my vacant chair,
Could you but know my daily portion here,
You would not, could not, wish me there.
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I saw horses walk from the sea,
Dripping wet, tossing green foam,
Bearing gifts in their long, golden eyes.
Lips curled 'round an invisible bit,
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And I shall bring you
Flowers, pink and white..
Spicy-sweet,
Tulips bright, and
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