Perched upon the stool I remember me
Tender hearted and willing to smile
Hidden from imposed cruelty
Tasting the sweetness as I inhale
Surreptitious chatter surrounds the table
Sadness flees from my paused heart
Strengthened woman, weakened child
A vacant finger turned green
Entrancing mouth of fire
Without hesitation it all escapesWritten: 08/19/06
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