Turning Pages Poem by Manonton Dalan

Turning Pages



i let strumming guitar
entertain my thoughts
wandering foreign ports
getting wet barefoot
chasing bubbles ashore
lodge in sand smoothness

there's a sign no pets
yet dogs run around free
ask anybody and they say
'she is a friend to me'
i smile i understand
here's one kissing my hand

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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