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Wolf Pit
Contributed by
daniella
on
Tuesday, 21st August 2007 @ 03:51:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Wolf Pit
Lets take a ride
Under the gentle Kentucky rain
Its sweeter here
I remember you
And as the years walk past
Leaving with a quick wave as they pass
I travel back, back in my head
You are as old as the mountains
Sitting on the porch
Overlooking the road
Hugged tightly by the curve of the creek
Fresh rain made it flow
And trickle with a murmur
At the foot of the mountain
Sounds so sweet
Full of sugar
Full of sugar, honey
Full of sugar,
Full of sugar, now
I watched her time trampled hands
Knead the dough
Need the dough
A distraction from his absence
Flour on her brow
From where her fingers would meet
A stray wisp of white hair loosened from her bun
I listened to her mumble the ingredients
Her voice was soft and sweet
Full of sugar
Full of sugar, honey
Full of sugar,
Full of sugar, now
After the light Kentucky rain
Watching the humming birds
Hover around the feeder
I was numb to her pain
When he left her to sweeten the water
Sweeten the water for the birds
Full of sugar
Full of sugar, honey
Full of sugar,
Full of sugar, now
Lets take a ride
Under the gentle Kentucky rain
Its sweeter here down in Wolf Pit
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daniella
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2007-08-21 15:51:35]
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Re: Wolf Pit
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 22nd August 2007 @ 01:11:59 AM AEST
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| Nice poem. I myself like the sweet soft rains and memories stay with us till we kick it. bern |
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