Searchin' Poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro

Finished readin' his latest poem
To her, then gave her his notebook
She took it and she read the poem
She finished and closed the notebook,
Handed it back to him, and sighed
She looked at him. Those lovely eyes
Had a way of pullin' him in
And holdin' him and makin' him
Feel not so hopeless and alone
She said she was always amazed
At his ability to so
Freely express himself and to
Explore many depths of sadness
He said the words just start comin'
And all he does is write 'em down
She asked did he ever wonder
Why he was so fascinated
With sad poetry and sad songs
Well, he said, he was on a search
He said his life had always been
A search for wine, women, and words
But lately he had become more
Aware that there was somethin' else
At, first he thought that it was hope
But he was just kiddin' himself
Then one day, there it was; he knew
He was searchin' for a mirror
A mirror of his own sadness

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