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Midnight
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Patricia L. Goodman


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He stirs
     without waking.
I reach
     for his hand.

If I release it
     before he wakes,
will he remember
     how much he is loved?
 

From Closer to the Ground (Main Street Rag, 2014).
Used here with the author’s permission.

 

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Patricia L. Goodman is widely published and a 2-time winner of the Delaware Press Association’s Communications Award in poetry. A graduate of Wells College, she has a degree in Biology and is a member of Phi Beta Kappa. Until his death, Patricia and her husband bred and trained horses on their farm in Chadds Ford, Pennsylvania. She now lives in Delaware, on the banks of the Red Clay Creek, where she is surrounded by the natural world she loves.


Post New Comment:
ElizabethP:
Lovely...
Posted 02/15/2016 04:03 PM
Jo:
Beautiful. Touch so powerful. He remembered.
Posted 02/15/2016 11:25 AM
barbsteff:
I like these short and sweet poems.
Posted 02/15/2016 11:15 AM
Lori Levy:
Simple, but beautiful.
Posted 02/15/2016 10:16 AM
KevinArnold:
Exquisite.
Posted 02/15/2016 09:34 AM
Jancan:
Sweet, concise, powerful! Janice
Posted 02/15/2016 09:27 AM
Dorcas:
He will remember. The subconcious knows.
Posted 02/15/2016 08:59 AM
Trudy Wells-Meyer:
most underrated touch: holding hands. . ..
Posted 02/15/2016 08:19 AM
rhonasheridan:
I agree with Mimi
Posted 02/15/2016 07:20 AM
mimi:
short and very sweet...
Posted 02/15/2016 07:11 AM


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