Maybe Tomorrow

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Maybe he told you

But his voice was not heard above

The silence of the falling leaves.

Or the sharp snap of branches breaking in the

Autumn cold.

It happens.

You were busy doing the dishes and he had to rush

Out the door,

For

 The garbage truck was coming.

Someone had to take the trash

 To the curb.

Maybe tomorrow

You can listen.

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