BOB'S BUDS (new family)
A Poem by Jaylene Wood
Wind rushing past my ears
whispering an unspoken wish,
my arm resting on my good friend, Rocky.
Parts of the dandelion wish tumbling gently down,
down upon my friend,
my friend laying in the grass.
The wind whispers to my friend and he smiles.
Time stands still.
A Poem by Jaylene Wood
Wind rushing past my ears
whispering an unspoken wish,
my arm resting on my good friend, Rocky.
Parts of the dandelion wish tumbling gently down,
down upon my friend,
my friend laying in the grass.
The wind whispers to my friend and he smiles.
Time stands still.
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