making peace


Making peace
Sylvia, you said it best
And not one to compete
I read -share your stories
with you, a cup of tea.

How honest -a book
Of letters, sent not to me
And i peek through a looking glass.
Are you scared -my eyes gleaming?
I apologize.

Oh! Who knows
The feet of strangers
Walking this arid landscape
Where once you laid your head
and i -i fear to tread.

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