Stories tagged “as ever it was”

  • Until Curtain Call (Poem)

    Arms wide, I reached for you— would we embrace, or not? Eyes turned, delivering my cue— few fish like to be caught. Naught have I that gleams or snares, my lures are made of dreams and thought. I freed you from your cares with cheerful laughter and...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 6 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5