Hesitant to speak,
Too shy to ever meet,
Striding through the confusion.
When I passed you I knew you,
I saw the blue babe you once were,
When you knew how to breathe,
And felt laughter,
I tasted the odor that only you own,
I felt you with no touch,
In a moment I knew you,
I am you.
Beautiful passengers I walk by.
© Hannah Allen
Excerpt from the book “A New City”
About the Author
I grew up in a small town in Florida where I currently live. A pretty normal 90’s childhood. The youngest of three. A proud Aunt. A current college graduate figuring it all out. I’ve always enjoyed writing and songwriting. A big fan of 60’s Rock ‘n’ Roll helped guide me towards my love for poetry. I look forward to the many adventures ahead.
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