Quatrain · Love
One More Year of We
One more year of "where's my keys?",
of "taste this," and "come see" —
one more year I'd trade for nothing:
one more year of we.
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“One More Year of We” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/one-more-year-of-we
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