Lou J. Klaiber
PERHAPS IT WAS A GIFT
When the Cats screamed
and the swamp was bathed in gold,
and I knew nothing
of the ways of war.
… all the death was in the future
and I thought of it
I was a fool in a T-shirt
with a cigarette burning into my soul.
It takes a lifetime to hold someone.
It takes forever to cry.
©Copyright June 23, 2004 by Lou J. Klaiber