Because of Montana
Because of Montana
I am with you,
now.
Because of Montana
the wind still whispers
through the pines.
Because of Montana
I can lay next to you
even here in the desert
and heat shimmering,
cement of a city.
Copyright © Douglas Brown | Year Posted 2025
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