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Longing at three
I don’t expect you
    In the morning.
Ah, at three, when you pick up
    Your son from the school
    Across the street
    My longing heart 
Prays for a simple glimpse
    of you.

© SB Joy, 2022

Heart longings, divorcees, MM. This happened many years ago, best that nothing became of it? Best that she was spared, maybe? It is what was, and now, is now.

SB Joy