Poems by Roberta
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
New Wee One
Barely hatched
many generations old
antique, feathery strands
woven anew into Lucy
with wise eyes
dark, unblinking
although speechless
she carries our stories
as encoded past
to revelatory now
reinventing hope
in its sweetest disguise.
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