Out on Elliott bay we
Watch an early morning ferry
Gliding lazily in, whitecaps in its wake
Fog drifting dreamily over the choppy gray water
We hold our cups of steaming cappuccino between our chilly hands
On the third floor Seattle Public Market cafe as a hungry
Sea gull swoops past the windows again - again,
Crying, hoping for handouts it wheels for,
Diving - easily catching
Each in mid-air
I remember
We had coffee here
Half a lifetime ago together
Catching each other tenderly in
The midst of a wild stream of living
Just as we had soda together here
Years before that when together
We held such youth within
Our entwined hands
That we believed
We knew what
Sorrow
Was
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I really like this poem!!! Rosemary is very talented!!! She should try to get published (if she already isn't)!!!!!
Drew
This is truly an excellent poem. It took my breath!
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