For no better reason than to pad my blog posts and maybe show off one my more treasured poems.
When You're Alive
I'll bring you flowers
and baubles
and trinkets
You will smile at me
With glazed eyes
And watch me go
As all others do
In your heart
You know
I will return
In another month
or week
or year
So you send me another pale wave
And a grave smile
To my already turned back
-Philip Rey Miguel
© 1999
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