Gary Gene Linney Poet Free verse

Wooden Boxes

There is a box,
out there,
for me,
from unknown land,
and unknown tree.


'Til quietus reached,
we 
will 
not 
fasten.



But I know,
one day,
you 
will 
hold 
me,
with all the intimacy of a long lost friend.

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Keith Bickerstaffe December 17, 2015 at 6:02 PM Splendid construction, word use and imagery... '...with all the intimacy of a long lost friend.' Togetherness finally realized. BRAVO. Keith Gary Gene Linney December 18, 2015 at 1:51 PM Thank you, I do wonder where the tree for my box is, have I climbed it, have I seen it?