Now You Come Again Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Now You Come Again



Now you come again,
unasking,
ask of me what?
That mask, put up high,
now again brought low.

Like a sapling,
deep forest offering
you cling to the trunk,
of wood, like a child
rides down from
the sweet gum tree.

I Sigh..

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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