The Verse That Got Away
The One That Got Away
A snatch of a verse
perhaps it was....roses?
or maybe, the soul?
I know it had an impact, profound
on something, whatever...
that life is about;
Too lazy to rise,
and get it all down--
now it's lost forever.
And I'll always rue
that got away
in the night.
© 2-28-89 C.E. Carl
© 5-15-10 C.E. (Carl) Elias
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