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A Nursery Rhyme

FIVE SIX – Pick up sticks

The world’s hardened you with cheap tricks

Scared and unsure is a look I’ve never seen on him before

the flutter of your butterfly kisses

I need the rivers, lakes and ocean the same as I need air to breathe. It is my religion and faith.

The moon rises as the light fades into darkness, casting shadows and fears of our lurking hidden childhood monsters

Ears twitch at each sound

Nose points up

Smells all around

“Who is that old man in the mirror?” dad asked as he looked up with a crooked half smile.

Come blow your horn

…Everyday I see him I say “I love you” because tomorrow is always uncertain.

Tenderness cradles the fragile

Breath so sweet with breast