Amy Kitchener's Angels Without Wings Foundation
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WISHESYour letter pleads that we should meet tonight and grant your hope that you might hold me near. I fear you'll never get your wish. I write these special words to you, my wishful dear, but they would not mean more from me, if I could touch your lips, your finger tips and kiss your fiery brow, that covers up the lie that you will always be my spring of bliss. For years long now much distance grew, between ourselves, our souls, our lives. Whatever tied us once is gone. Let's say the words we mean in honesty. What love we had has died. I think, my dear, this story reached the end when, out of bed, you called me, "just a friend."
Joan Cavanagh Manning
Cutler Bay, Florida |
| JOAN CAVANAGH MANNING, 71, Cutler Bay, Florida, is a retired graphic artist who expected a rejection. Instead, she says, “ I got the mail. . . opened it on the elevator, and screamed: I have been named Senior Poet Laureate of Florida! What a pleasant shock! Thank you.” Her sign is Taurus. |