--Sometimes, I decided
I have nothing to say
And I'm not going to say
It, Wendy Harlock said,
Talking about writing
Her editorials
Every other week for
A number of years for
The 358 Exchange.
Who can say nothing who
Has been lucky enough
To have nothing to say?
The lake glowed in the light
Of that long afternoon
And it was long ago,
Longing for homecoming
Hours before leaving home
Began, but I was gone.
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