Poems from Ashley Frigerio
She blows around and through me.
Day and night, night and day ~ always constant!
Oh, here she is now ~ beside me.
But wait! There she goes...
A man left a blackhole in the Hancock yesterday.
He destroyed the row of beautiful reflections ~
Placed there by you and me,
With some hope...
We meet once a week.
I tell you my thought and fears.
You sneak a peak
At what's been going on all these years.
You lead me down a path...
It took you months, if not years,
to mold your favorite lure.
Little did you fathom
The untold treasures
It would so selflessly surrender...