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Monday, 3 December 2012

This is a Found poem.

         Reunion

I smiled.
Slept better.
Too tired to dream.
I woke
cheerful.
Ready to go!
I hurried.
Teeth brushed.
I rushed to see
his face.
Angel.
Glorious.
Appealing.
He was amused.
I was relieved.

Sally

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