"We are more alike, my friends, than we are unalike." ~Maya Angelou

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Poem: Here We Go

Ring around the wide stone,
pockets full of rice,
four and twenty bluebirds,
sweetness by the slice.

Little girls in twirly skirts
skipping round the room,
ribbons from a shooting star,
wrapped around the moon.

Set me ten fine ganders
with gaiters on their legs,
two to toss and two to scribe
and seven speckled eggs.

Three young boys to tap and sing,
one black stallion prancing,
seven candlesticks ablaze,
thee and me a'dancing.

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