Scraps of Paper
Scraps of Paper
in my pocket with a word,
written
or a line,
about what I think about,
or what I want to think about.
usually,
just a word.
when a thought is complete-
i stop,
and think of you
the wonder and fascination
just a word.
when my life is over, I want to leave behind,
these scraps of paper
these words on a line,
everyday
amazement
love
you
Copyright © James Ranahan | Year Posted 2015
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