Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Sam at Two

Sam at two
sits with a tiny apple she picked in one hand
and fish food in the other
calling the cat
kitty kitty comes
a loyal subject to her whim

On the porch swing of creak and song
she is the princess of the yard's wealth
she hears the leaves behind her
sees past the air to the sound

and rules a place in my heart as well

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