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Dreams lay here, and you
... where?
Promises at the altar,
the kiss, misted lakes,
honking geese.

"The Whole Nine Yards"
is how much we would share
in our children, our life,
my husband
... where?

I used to laugh
at such a promise
I lived on
I loved on
these simple words
but now
… they tow me under

Past, gone, forgotten
are sad words
as are
The whole nine yards.

©2000 CG Mair