Incidental art by me :)


She loved playing marelle
From the earth to reach the sky
Throwing a stone perfectly
Avoiding hell with a careful eye
Hopping away all worries
Without shoes or even sandals
Watching the nuns smiling
Carrying sweet scented candles
Eight is so close to heaven
Two brings you back to ground
Six is always hard to throw
With faces watching all around
She would be quite old now
Not playing any of these games
But she is forever a little girl
In photos held by fading frames

Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-06-06 at 13:31

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Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh, that's wonderful!

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Good one, Dave.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo! Brother poet!