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  • Gary Hunter

Sisters - June 10, 2021

while we scamper outside in the sun

they play in forests of emotion

the good of day

and the bad of night

dream by the moon

wish on the stars

every boy should live with

pigtails and giggles

creatures of feeling

teach us patience and

need protection from

this sharp-edged world

and like things made of love

they hold nothing back

in fact pull us towards it

and hold our hands


on the way there


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