Poetry and musings of a zany Mormon girl who is very proud of her Erda roots.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Leaves

Butterly wings fluttering in the wind
Tiny wrinkles
Golden coins atop withered fingers
Highly valued
Fairy waifs dancing to the earth
Delicate and lovely
That's when I. . .

CRUNCH!

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