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  October's Child


Wrapped in boredom on a warm summer's day
My mind a vapored attic of solitary play
Thoughts in a bottle, what would I say
A sailboat of words afloat on the bay


The sand felt of velvet underneath our feet
I found an old log where we sat to eat
Should I be presumptuous, or a bit discreet?
I penned Incognito; my ink stains complete


The babies were with me, walking side by side
Rosy cheeked guys; they loved the outside
The young girl in me was brimming with pride
We danced and sang with the roll of the tide


Hello to you stranger, across oceans of blue
It's my babies and me with a message or two
Can you send back a greeting; a hello will do
We'll come back someday, and look for you
                                                   My Babies
                                                                  And Me


November 16, 2010

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