Monday, May 21, 2012
still they laugh and play
|__ under our stairs
|__there was a table
|__chairs, scissors, paint,
|__crayons, paper, and glue
|__children times ago
|__laughed and played
|__ grown now
|__table, chairs, all is gone
|__in my memory
|__still they
|__laugh and play
Labels:
creative writing,
pebbling,
poetry
Location:
Jones home: writing time and space
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