into exile

Posted by Robert Anderson On Sunday, November 28, 2010 1 comments

in place

of all my certainty

a single thought

of why it seemed

i had no choice in the matter

with exile as my dearest comfort

i hold what might have been

and cry

Posted by Robert Anderson at Sunday, November 28, 2010
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

that one hit home.
Great work as usual!

November 28, 2010 at 4:15 PM

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