I never liked big rooms
empty but for me and you
or heavy with hellos,
But I was born in a small room
in a small town that you know
because you were born there too.
That's what I think of
when I think of you,
what you've done, what you can do
and your steps echo in the high ceiling
over the big room.
Monday, January 17, 2011
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