Life in the Library
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Day Sixteen
Day Sixteen-Windspark Poem I dreamed I was a soft bunny In the meadow Hopping through the clover Quietly I dreamed I was a three year old I'm my mother's arms Quietly sleeping Contentedly
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