Where We Met Poem by Thomas Plotz

Where We Met



Smith Hill
This is where we met
Foliage lush with green song thrush,

Full of spring time
Full of color

Splashed with rhymes
Sharing, our time

Colored paper, broken pens
I'm not letting our love end

Yeah, that is where we met
Seems so long ago now,
Yeah, that is where we met

At the top, of
Smith Hill

T. Plotz
Where We Met
12 FEB 2017

For ML

Sunday, February 12, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: beginning,journey
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