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innocence

May 29, 2009
By Nicole Bryniczka BRONZE, Mt. Prospect, Illinois
Nicole Bryniczka BRONZE, Mt. Prospect, Illinois
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She
Guided
His feather gently
He lay back against a pine,
Lighting his cigar
She was in command as if
She was arranging
The cast of her characters
Onlookers watched,
in amazement,
There was
No lack of instinct,
There was
No lack of direction,
With glimpses of their nonchalance,
Who could doubt the wisdom of
Such a match?


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