Daily Archive: August 17, 2018

He never left Michigan

He never left Michigan Years ago. I wanted to see the whole world. Drink wine in Basel and Paris, dance in the streets of Florence and read poetry at Hyde Park in London.… Continue reading

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‘I hold no regret’

I have no regrets (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.) I have no regrets (Bad days become less painful with time and distance.) No regret I stopped in Ann Arbor in June,… Continue reading

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