Trying to get nails
Out of my black rubber shoe
Glimpsed a hawk’s tail
And the mouse he’d caught fell
Ran off toward the sunset
Trying to get nails
Out of my black rubber shoe
Glimpsed a hawk’s tail
And the mouse he’d caught fell
Ran off toward the sunset
Under the sunshine or in the fog: I am a lover, a writer, an editor, a cook, a humanitarian and a photographer.
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No one but Night, with tears on her dark face,
Watches beside me in this windy place.
April 24, 2013 at 8:45 am
Brandy, I love this! Glad you saw the mouse escape.
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April 24, 2013 at 3:34 pm
Thank you Susan! We shall not create another fate for the mouse. Sunsets abound!
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