CREED'S WISH

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JOURNAL #9

perhaps it wasn't the man but his county and his people

that kept me rooted to that very spot

yet every time he chanced a look somewhere my way

which was never quite enough

his pale plain eyes filled with something indescribable,

molten, almost hot

for once he made me not wish I was someone I was not

and I'll never forget him for that alone

so consider that discovered key reburied far beneath

this lover's unassuming plot...........

(written Jan.18, 1993 am)

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