Truth Defined

If I hadn’t Loved him So Much My loathing Wouldn’t run So Deep © jillterry

In living color

Called to the carpet To meet with Prominent editor Of finest antiquity Gigantic Persian Rug The office loomed Enormous Intimidating At the end of a Brightly lit Corridor Heart pine floors Substantial Eloquent Strong enough to Support Even the largest Of egos She held up my Book As I entered The room Smiling from her

In this silence

  Too many used to be’s Faded away with Time Not enough now’s To sustain us Into tomorrow © jillterry