What can a yellow glove mean in a world of motorcars and governments?
I was small, like everyone. Life was a string of precautions: Don’t kiss the squirrel before you bury him, don’t suck candy, pop balloons, drop watermelons, watch TV.
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Poverty! ! ! Playing the major role; Overcoming the odds of life along the line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
A great piece of work. I understand now why she is a poet laureate of San Antonio, Texas. bill Grace Hope I can write something comparable before I have to depart.
Part of the difference between floating and going down// philosophical touch