1986-03-31

                 I like to look at you, absorbing
                      every detail
                 of your face; the look in your eyes,
                 the lines that form when you smile.
                 And in your voice
                 I hear warmth and clarity;
                      the expression from your soul
                      ringing to the world like a clear bell.
                 Apart, my thoughts fly back to you
                 I see your picture and your letter,
                      and I smile.
                                    3/31 - 4/1/86
                                    Joan

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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