She came from the moon many years ago. She does not remember when, but it feels like yesterday. She is still learning about this world. Learn with her tenderly.
Thursday, June 27, 2013
The Red Good Way
My floorboards and a mouse
My brittle house is dying
Three stars have whittled down
The red good way for standing
Drink heavy my soul
Bruise my physicality
So I can breath more deeply
Spirituality
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