He glides so swiftly
Back into the grass—
Gives me the courtesy of road
To let me pass,
That I am half ashamed
To seek a stone
To kill him.

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roy  k  austin
almost 6 years

This is poetry-you are a poet. It is sensed and read. Just a few lines and voila-there is its voice. Don't stop. Roy

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