Reflection #2
What do I remember of you?
You were tall, taller than me by a foot,
Or perhaps a mile.
And the dawning September was blue,
Not at all the darker shade of soot.
I even wore a smile.
And time itself was limber, stretching a few
Hours of fall into memories which I put
Together as a tribute to your guile.
Susan J. Skinner
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