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head stone

by Jennifer L Banks

Wandering around my head,
picking up stones,
Have I opened the door too soon,
in my haste for warmth
and how quickly can I shut it ?
Can I spin on the ice until I disappear ?
How many noticed the stars tonight,
and were you alone ?
Some will never understand,
or stay close enough
to gaze at stars together
in blissful silence.
The world is a busy place
and that's too bad.


Posted on 11/20/2002
Copyright © 2020 Jennifer L Banks

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