Impressionable and young
my tender girl.
So young and fragile
In this big world.
The oyster is herself
Building a string of pearls
Her joys, her pains
more than what she's felt
Rewards and peace
She has still to shell.
My protection has hidden
not fully disappated
for she has her own will
She's waited years, elated.
--Diva
Thursday Short Run, Little Dry Creek
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I have not posted to my blog in forever, so here I am before Google deletes
me.
2 years ago
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