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On waiting to pick up my daughter on Tuesday (Free verse) by poetandknowit

I realize I will no longer look at her the same, although she still skips from the school door, now she can dress on her own, smile with different meanings, brush her own hair.

<~> 16-Sep-02/1:27 PM
how can you write me a love poem when you do not love me? unless you're that guy parked around the corner...no. i was being facetious, amazed at frass's density. i too have walked the primrose path of divorce, come home to that empty apartment, etc, but without a child to keep the tension in. so, i'm missing some fun with my clean break, i guess. (again, sarcasm). but, yes, if it would ease things between us, please do woo me with words. it might brighten my own miserable existence just a joule or two.




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