Discarded Lovers
When we leave
discarded lovers.
It is because
we have already left.
Why can a person’s
second family
mean appreciably
so much more
to an individual.
Because a mature person
can give people
all the gentleness.
Gentleness picked up
painfully along the way.
poem by Terence George Craddock

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