ARTS GARAGE
ARTS GARAGE
I loved each moment
At Arts Garage
A blues music barrage
Then walking the street at large...
Your touch
Your smile
And for a little while
It was Capri
Just you and me
On a Saturday
Music on silent play
We danced in the street
For everyone to see
but no one to meet
It was the seventh of March....
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3-7-20
This poem is about:
Me
Our world