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Poetry
Tiny Sage
by Tigris Powers
Little one, you are so very big
when I wake in the morning,
it is you who sits ready
laughing to see me again in this way
we exchange greetings
before we're on to the next thing
you keep me too busy to think
Little one, you are so very big
pulling me out of my mind
and into my heart
It's true, thinking is for the unwise
©Tigris Powers, 2007-2008 |
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