one small cloud hooked on the new moon’s horn why can’t you let go?
wicked cat ate the fish brother caught a whopper?
lone dove flutters
onto rain-soaked city street
friend, remember me?
Published by Christine Goodnough
I'm a wife, mom & grandma, homemaker, avid reader, blogger, and nature lover enjoying country living. I write short stories, poems, and share life experiences, adding a dash of humor whenever I can.
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