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The Visit
Contributed by
monkey
on
Sunday, 4th January 2004 @ 11:09:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
goodbyepoetry
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I walk up to the door
and knock
Your mother answers
she knows who I'm here for
She smiles, without a word
she disappears inside the house
When she returns with you
I'm standing in the driveway
We both start to cry
as we embrace
Its been five years
since we've last seen each other
I told you I'd visit
so here I am
We walk slowly over to the grass
and sit down
We talk for hours
cherishing the time
Finally I have to leave
I'll be back next weekend
You disagree
You want to come visit me
Copyright ©
monkey
... [
2004-01-04 23:09:52] (Date/Time posted on
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