I write you
you smile
you say wise things
and guide the orphans we’ve become
thin dry tendrils become fertile laughter
and rings like bells
now more than dogs
greet us at the door
there is plenty
more than enough
and we are not a burden
About Me
- laney2217
- I think too much. I wonder at the world, space, time, the universe, all of it.
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