Sewn by Mom

Below the diamond shaped clouds
of a Tug Hill sunset, lying next to his
dog, with soft fingers asleep inside 
two heart shaped patches, where 
the moon barely creeps in and his
sweet olive black eyes said goodnight
once or twice already. You probably 
kissed my forehead and looked at me
with that look you will never see yourself. 

George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat ReviewMoria Poetry JournalChronogram JournalAmpersand Literary ReviewThe Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA TodayThe Wall Street JournalThe AtlanticHavana TimesSouth China Morning PostThe Buffalo News, and more. 

See all his poems on Tea House here.

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