Sunday, August 7, 2011


He would not stay for me, and who can wonder?
He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.
I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder,
And went with half my life about my ways.

(An old screen door on the porch of an abandoned home in Woodland, Delaware)

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