Packet of Stars
I gave her a packet of stars
and now I see above the passing cars
here and there in the night sky
that she has let them fly.
posted by Grant Morgan @ 5:42 pm
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words woven
a poem is a lump of wood that holds the door open - GRANT MORGAN
16 June 2005
and now I see above the passing cars
here and there in the night sky
that she has let them fly.
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Welcome to the world of blogging, Grant.
Paul
www.bloggsjoe.blogspot.com
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