Contemplation
Sheltered hand upon my nape
Thy soft caress
It brings me joy
Filtered with my thoughts now lost
I only whisper
A carried cloud of air
I miss you
Rest
Posted by Richard Handley at 11:26 PM
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Hi folks, I'm a software development manager. I've worked with computers most of my life. I write a poem a day about whatever strikes my fancy. I hope they make you smile.
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