At our best, we made such sweet music
But crickets sing your verses now
To the dark of our night porch
I won’t leave my light on
No one’s welcome now
It’s far too black
No love found
Out there
Here
About the Creator
Jack Friend
Pizzaiolo, social worker, brewer, writer
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