Bring it on back... said the universe as it released another star. Bring it on back... said the sun as it released its energy. Bring it on back... said the cloud as it released its rain. Bring it on back... said the river as it released its water. All... in its own way is a release. Even the love I have for you. Bring it on back... said I, each time I see you leave. And the sun shone... And somehow, this poem... found its way to you.
Timothy
E. Stevenson January 17, 1998©
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