Jerry Wells Poet Prose Poetry

B28-P5-With Out The

POEM 5 WITH OUT THE 



WITH OUT THE CITY FALLS ASLEEP SOFTLY, 

WITH OUT THE COLOR DISAPPEARS SLOWLY. 

WITH OUT THE TREES FORGET THE BLOW IN THE WIND. 

WITH OUT THE NIGHT IS NOT THE SAME HOLDING YOU IN MY ARMS.. 







MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

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