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Sonnet: On Meeting You for a Weekend on Martha’s Vineyard

Posted on April 13, 2020 by William Stubblefield

Once more you’re left alone; I’m on a plane.My work takes me to Boston several days,Or more each month.  And while you don’t complain,I know you hate the time I spend away.Still, this goodbye was easier than most:You’re meeting me … Continue reading →

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