Reverie- Gerard Sarnat



Reverie


Summer
Sunday
Morning,
Not exactly
Lazy, post
Early lunch
Made up
Of kiefer
Or grilled
Cheese…
Last time
I napped 
Previously
Before this
Afternoon
Likely at
Grandkid
Toddler
Liavy’s
Age — 
That is
‘Til now 
When oy
Boy won’t 
Let me,
Coachie,
Leave 
The room
(“Soon”) 
–Thus is
How at
74 more
Sleep
Without
Planning
Starts
To Be
Larger
Part of
My life
Which
Feels
Good it 
Seems plus
Understood
By and
For both
Of us
Amen.

 

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