Too Late
Like the wind
Blowing a candle
Late at night
Across a cafe table
These are things that I'm not able
To say
Poetry
Came late to me
It didn't help me at all
It came
Too late
Too late
Too late
To help me at all
Like the moon
In a shiny silver sliver
Making patterns
On the surface of the river
These are lines that I never can deliver
In time
Poetry
Came late to me
It didn't help me at all
It came
Too late
Too late
Too late
To help me at all
When shades of light
Are fixed in flight
They delight
Only me
Poetry
Came late to me
It didn't help me at all
It came
Too late
Too late
Too late
To help me at all
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