1971
Poetry
by Michael F. Nyiri
Meditations IV
If we were all bundled together And we were real close For just one hour Everybody could get to know A little bit more about Themselves With small snatches of conversation The mass would come to Be able to understand Each other But when the door is Opened isn't it a shame That we will all forget We were together For that hour
copyright 2001 by Michael F. Nyiri
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