More than a sentence,
Less than a story:
A child’s hug,
A stranger’s glance,
A wordless squeeze of my hand,
Whispered endearments
In the belly of night
More than a stanza,
Less than a song
These scribblings
In the margins of my life.
Beth Behrens
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scribblings-2/
