Listening To a Song
I imagine you somewhere
Listening to a song
And thinking of me.
.
I remember being with you
On the old porch swing
At 3 am talking about life.
Sometimes I wish
I had walked away at the start
And left things at hello.
Note: This is a found poem. Found poems take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. Found poetry is often made from newspaper articles, street signs, graffiti, speeches, letters, or even other poems. Many poets have also chosen to incorporate snippets of found texts into larger poems (poets.org)
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