Secret Life
the soul to be cajole
the secret of succor a candy
every day you can share with the world
sweet to be on earth
the night an embrace
of dreams keeping the dark at bay
the moon a liar with its crescents not telling
the bloom of full or soon the absence
learning the alphabet
the C the D
she tells the true.
Copyright © Catherine Labeau | Year Posted 2015
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