My words fly all over the place
Like so many ripples on a pond
In a pond
All
But a few
Like these
Not quite the Colorado River
But more than ripples
On a pondThe truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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