I Think of Her…
it is hard to be happy
when sadness –
has wrestled you to the floor
pushed you into a room
and barricaded the door
when it has hit back
and knocked you to the floor
when it rolls over to be tickled
and responds with claws
i smile, reflecting at the world
i smile, but i am sad
i think of her…
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James Garratt – March 2012
I Think of Her… – Written March 2012 (Aged 37)
