Time-Keep Cards





Time-Keep Cards

 

i tiptoe up on kitten feet

kneel down

gently

falling in to you asleep

so peacefully

so pretty

and

 

itchy morning whiskers tickle

softly

brushing up against your cheek

and touch against your drowsy

sunup lips

 

morning tongue-tied

kisses hurt

me

too

 

those three hands raced around the clock

awake

and i’ll be gone

a casualty of turning gears

and cold

hard

time

keep

cards




 
Donald Dean Mace

  

Donald Dean Mace is an artist, poet, and freelance writer living and working quietly in Yuma Arizona.  

 


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