Vacant

AND WHEN HE TURNS AROUND…NO ONE THERE !

Eyes + Words

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Three twenty one in the

morning. At the thought of you,

I became sleepless. Endlessly staring

at the vacant ceiling. Remembering

after all of these years. Stumbling

upon memories I’ve been

meaning to forget.


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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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