songanddancegirl

"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

DUST

ANOTHER  ONE  BITES  THE    DUST

I have voles in my backyard   I find them drowning

in the bucket   with bulging eyes and wistful smiles

Backstroking their way to Paradise   They will be the

first to enter the gates  when the trumpets blow and

the meek in droves  arrive home     Swing low

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EARLY  SPRING  2014 

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