Kiss On The Forehead
Green valleys exotic as tears
Your fishing boat without you
Now I am a gypsy
Steppingstones and sorrow
The world isn’t the same
I refuse self-pity but I grieve
Love is the only river
I feel everyone’s pain
Some only stay a little while
Some stay for a last kiss
I kissed your forehead goodbye
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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