Barb Black Poet Haiku

Driving Home From Bill's House

Part I
Driving from your house
My thoughts swirl like midnight fog
One more tune unsung

Part II
I would have played it
But I was deep in your thoughts
Didn't miss a thing

Part III
Already it's late
I don't feel much like sleeping
Words won't always hold

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