Dinner Belles
— Harry Lafnear In flight from the heather, Her daughters come, Trains bright yellow Over the shadowed green, Scattering waves Of white and colored wing In answer to a mother’s call. The soft games...
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— Tiffany Galicia Little Abby, little Sally, Stay safe, my darling dears. I love you so, but you must go Explore Away from here. So down a little path That curves this way and that Skip the two little...
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— Diane Moomey Water is warm, warm. Belly down in the shallows, nose pointed downstream, minnows nibbling arm skin, I finger smooth pebbles, each pebble a world, whole. This red one carried by birds...
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