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waiting on you
we
what we know
we know
spinning perhaps
changes
what we know
you know
christmas cookies
still
this time
we knew
still though
time flew
that time
Mary Grace Casey
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drumming
flashes of light
blurred our vision
the drumming
slowed our mission
he rode away
had enough of fishing
ten
it was then
couple hours before
ten
when
sven picked up
a pen
birds
a tree
overshadowed
everything
gave to birds
a place to sing
believing
december evening
i was weaving
he was cleaving
she was believing
this all
had some meaning
valley
in the valley
we spent the night
mornings light
shone bright
park
he barked orders
to his men
this morning’s count
ten
park on the border
then follow the path
to mordor
the bear
hi clair
hey there
we saw the bear
where
down in the
dragon’s lair
gave alastair
quite the scare
best
we try our best
do what’s right
throughout the night
with energy left
morning in sight
let love rest
you hear
did you hear
about lou
what that he flew
and lost his blue
when he took up
with the zoo
i see
i see
he said
up ahead
as she fed
images danced
in their
heads
revolve
many a story
revolve
around
the antics of
a cat