Words From the Wiser Me
What would the future, wiser me
The lonely widow I'm sure to be
Say to me, today
How precious, his baritone groan
To muted ears left all alone
Once he's flown away
Life's rivers drain abruptly swift
So recognize this timeless gift
Let this moment - stay
6/10/20
For 'Triple Stanza Tail-Rhyme' contest
Sponsor: charles messina
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