Franzia Chardonnay by William J Donovan

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Jul 2020

We poets die over and over
each night as our words are
lost in waves of box wine.
We finally surrender to night's
promise of resurrection.

Written by

William J Donovan 76/M/New Bern, NC

(76/M/New Bern, NC)

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