You were like a good stretch after sleeping

An apartment done all in blues.

And Sunday breakfasts.


Like helpless laughter

Forty-five miles to the gallon

And a table lighter that really works.


Like lovely soulful hands

Melancholy sunsets

And hopeless romantics like me.


-Tricia McCallum

This is the very first poem I ever published. It’s always been a sentimental favourite. 


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