Poem: I NOW JUST RECALL, by Bernard Santora

I now just recall,
Those paintings on a wall.
A dark empty hall,
And a stair with a ball.
A morning rainfall,
After too much alcohol.
A late-night phone call,
From a friend with a drawl.
Miss Lauren Bacall,
And a white parasols.
The harm of a law,
A report of a brawl.
A trip to Nepal,
I had to forestall,
For old Montreal.
A baby so small,
Showed up in the Fall.
Now a person so tall,
And a life with it all.
As I sit and I loll,
I now just recall.

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