Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Child

There's the big hand
He greeted me today
Asked me how I was
Come of it what may.

Here's the small hand
Now again
Hold and then
Spin and bend.

Dance me to the start
Where love is dust
And love ain't dear
And love can't hear.

Don't listen to those
Quarrels
Fights
Yelling, stop yelling.

Dance
And don't say a word.
Dance
The big hand holds
The small hand.

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