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Trading Shoes


If I were any man, or any man was I

 

the first thing we would know

 

of one another, should we know

 

anything beyond our way

 

is we both saw the light of day.

 

 

 

We both walked through onyx nights

 

said our Cheers! Over beers as fine wine

 

dripped from lips of countless beauties.

 

What we might do, if you were I, or I was you

 

is to fail as all mankind at times must do

 

then stand up twice for what is true.

 

 

 

Oh, if I were you and you were I

 

we could talk of what has passed us by

 

but, I'd prefer we talk of dreams

 

of mountaintops or seascape scenes

 

for what is gone is beyond repair

 

but, what is now is ours to share.

 

 

 

ajs

 

 

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andy spaschak

I have been writing poetry for over forty years, Published in magazines, ezines, etc. I currently live in New Jersey as I recover from stage four throat cancer. I have not been able to speak for three years so my voice has become my poetry, photography, and guitar.

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