Those Little Sticks
those lost sticks i pick
them up from the ground
where you left them lost
and not found
those little sticks i put
together
those sticks you
scattered-asunder
those sticks i gave you to
keep
those sticks you made to
weep
i pick them up
and cure them so they
can sit up
an gathering them all
together
making them whole
again
so i put them under cover
so they don't get hurt
again
I am shaking up those
sticks
The sticks of my
heart.........
(i would appreciate a
comment or even a
saving by my
viewer.thank you for
writing)
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