Swirl Poem by Carl Sandburg

Swirl

Rating: 3.5


A SWIRL in the air where your head was once, here.
You walked under this tree, spoke to a moon for me
I might almost stand here and believe you alive.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
this one guy 14 November 2018

very sad and nice to read in a time of loss

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your mom 06 December 2017

a bit short, but itakes the the thoughts to the next level

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