Monday, August 17, 2009
child
the child kept me awake
last night, begging for stories
and drinks of water
i was gentle, spoke
soft words
loved
her to sleep
in the morning
she was dead
i lay her angel
body in the blue-box
then wrote this
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Anne Theresa
I've retired from the workforce and enjoying a slow pace of life. I love spending time with family, friends and the animals that share my space.
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