6/06/2007

Laughter

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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 escapes

Written: 08/19/06