Tales From The Patio: #6 Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
Tales From The Patio: #6
Then the stride
Was over and the
People are again
Overwhelmed with
Strife.
They took pictures
Of her
Little photographs,
Immense memories
Of her because
She only comes here
Within the patio marvels
Rarely
She changed from
A plenitude of
Tailored dresses
And I remained intact
As she ravaged
Like a mad wave.
The shutters
Captured every
Intricacy she held.
My shutters
That had lashes
Did too.
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