John F. McCullagh

(09/28/1954 / Flushing) Updates

Until we meet again

I will not let my hand let go your hand.
How little time together here remains:
Dear sister- looking old, frail, and confused-
lost somewhere in Morpheus’ gentle dreams.

The taxi that I called is downstairs waiting,
and shortly I must tear myself away
Knowing that our parting will be final-

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