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Sunday, January 11, 2009

A Child

Candy stripes circle
her slim-thin, awkward beauty;
discover a child.

1 comment:

CLAY said...

My brain is empty after reading this poem--that's good! Ah...the days of youth--tripping over everything and bumping one's head upon nothing.Sarah, you are very skilled at this type of expression. Bravo.

Cheers,
Clayrn Darrow
M.IV