I found a letter in an old coat pocket I thought of you before my brain could stop it It’s been a long time healing But I felt the same old feeling Living in an old forgotten pocket
I found a letter yellowed by the ages Your fragrance there came wafting from the pages That memory stirs a dream Much too bitter to redeem All we had belongs now to the ages
I found a letter in an old coat pocket A thought of you was there--I couldn’t block it In my old winter coat The chill was in your note I squeezed it into trash but couldn’t drop it………..
Copyright Louis Brown- From OLD MACON ROAD and Other Poems