She Scurried Through My Heart

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Nothing decent but it came to me a few days after ceres passes away. 11/6/2011

This is the day we think long and hard for the little things which skitter and scurry across the floor, for one is lost out in the snow. short sharp breath, now gone at last. Scrape and scrounge for a shovel to dig for this little thing will no longer skitter, nor scurry or scratch, or burrow or knaw. For this little rat is no more.


Submitted: June 14, 2011

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