First Poem

First Poem


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I remember on a night of love

A night like no night I've known

Said she would never leave me alone

If I left she said she would follow


I wonder where she is right now

Where she's gone and why

Left me here alone to cry

I wonder if she ever loved me


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The first Poem I remember writing in winter 1987.


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David Penn Arndt 2022


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Artwork by Shawna Erback


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