
Lost Earring
Long-ago
lovers who
are now
grandmothers or
dying of
cancer keep
drifting back
into my
life, looking
for that
lost earring.

Long-ago
lovers who
are now
grandmothers or
dying of
cancer keep
drifting back
into my
life, looking
for that
lost earring.
Filed under poems & short jabs
Tagged as John Bennett, Lost Earring, Poetry, short jabs



