Is It Sometimes It Is
J
James McLain
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When you read lips.
You say a few words.
They the other not of you.
You said them, two just now.
These that are mine, once upon you.
Moved forth from them months ago.
Still you speak with the wrong ears.
while the years catch the tears from lips,
that never tasted those months of sorrow.
Yes, ..so sad..
while others think some thing of that which wasn't.
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