Found Poetry 447

11/20/20

on a dash she departed
to be found in the best books
on flat dusty shelves
and used whittled nooks
I fall asleep deep with her
and wake up shallow too
and wish there were more pages
when I read entirely through

This poem was created from Walden by Henry Thoreau. Click here to get Walden.

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