piper and poet
Original poems by C. Harlan Goodrich
Thursday, January 30, 2020
your eyes
your yesterday snow filled my today sky.
it covered the walk and caused the boughs to bend.
i tried to see it through your eyes.
it will never look the same again.
circa 2008
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