I dream of moving
to a smaller house.Why not live in my
grandmother’s house?A man takes me to
some cave-like place,lays out his complaints,
his sad stories. Who isthe enemy? I begin
to accept that I havelimits. So much
I won’t be ableto bring with me. But
this palomino horse!
Snapshot Poem 15 November 02006
2 responses to “Snapshot Poem 15 November 02006”
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i love that horse!
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This is a great poem! What a surprise that palomino is!


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