Here

You are there, there,
In my past that is my present.
You are there, there,
In the steps I walked today.
You are there, there,
In all the words perhaps you meant.
You are there, there,
In my days of great dismay.
You are there, there,
In the shadow in the light.
You are there, there,
In the silence of the noise.
You are there, there,
As I remember and sigh.
You are there, there,
In the instants I’m annoyed.
Yes! You are there
Inside my beating drum;
You are there, there,
Even now that I am numb.

(c)copyright 2009

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About B. Meza

Writing is liberating.
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