SOME DAYS
There'd be days like these her momma said,Not the ones she'd like,Not the ones she'd choose,Days that are dark and turn into tales.
Mary knew John would come at dawn,Late or later but sure he would.Waiting made her happy,So she would send him merrily.
She stared at the gusty dusk.
And wai
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