Oh That Lilt
OH THAT LILT
Memory has erased my every word.
Yet yours are indelible;
Every word, every inflection, every lilt
Oh, that lilt, invading my sleepless nights.
7th November 2021
Taken from "Our Oak"
Liberum Diversa 8 Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Gregory Richard Barden
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