One Last Stop

a collection of poems, in draft form, often written as end-of-day reflections by Lee Shupe

Friday, April 11, 2014

Joy

Six
A meal,
stories,
always better
all together.

Two
We rant,
we tear up,
we smile,
feeling better 
we're together.

Posted by Lee Shupe at 9:42 PM
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