Monday, April 30, 2007

the embarcadero

you can step on your fingers
or swallow them whole
the lesson to learn
is you cannot grow old
in time just a trapper
as though sang a soul
if only this moment
to find to be whole.
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Ethical Parenting said...

Hey stranger! I haven't read your poetry for a while...I am so glad you are still writing. I wish I could say the same....

Sara

9:45 PM

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