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A Twilight Song
by
Donal Mahoney

 
Sometimes she sits there
and listens to him.
Sometimes he sits there
and listens to her.

Sometimes they know
what the other will say.
Sometimes they
surprise each other.

As the years go by they
say the same things:
“I felt it again last night.
What do you think?"

But they’re careful about
what they tell each other.
Neither would want
to frighten the other.

But more often now
the key phrase is this:
“Should I call the doc now
or wait until morning."
--Submitted by Donal Mahoney on 2017-01-14.
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