Like old bones in the pot
Of noon the damned streets lie there.
It's a long time since I saw you here.
A young man pulls at a girl's pigtail.
And a couple of dogs wallow in filth.
I would like to go arm and arm with you.
The sky is gray wrapping paper
On which the sun sticks - a spot of butter.
Landscape
Alfred Lichtenstein
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Poem topics: girl, sky, sun, time, young, long, paper, wallow, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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