Sunday, March 4, 2012

On the water bank, the lost fish

03/03/2012
Two small children sitting on a worn piece of wood
The boy patted on the shoulder of the girl
Reassuring her that everything will be fine
How did we put ourselves in this predicament?
The girl wondered
It does not matter
What is important is that we are laying down
Catching our breath
On a cold day
Warming ourselves up under the shadow of the trees

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