February 26, 2010
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angry burrs
poke and stab at
wax-paper skin.
FEARLESS, he grasps the
prickly raspberry bush and
avoids the thorns.
the prize: a
a treasure in peril, a
princess held captive.
the army
toughened fingertips, but
two princesses of his own, called
taught patience, kindness, gentleness.
clock strikes noon,
accompanied by the rustle
of leaves and
the occasional birdsong.
grandfather hands,
cupped and filled with
golden fruit.

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ShernayB. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 9, 2010 at 9:52 pm
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Mar. 9, 2010 at 8:41 pm
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