Earth Woman At Heart
An earth woman at heart, she reposed in the sycamore tree
Enjoying the undeniable smell of freshly mowed grass,
And the unmistakable aroma of Auntie Mazie’s apple pie
This is my happy place, she thought, not yet knowing
That some days she would relive this moment over and over
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