Painting Daisies
Where is she? They asked me.
They had a court order.
She had to go to her Dad’s.
She had refused.
I do not know I lied.
They did not find her either.
She was way out in the back forty
Painting daisies.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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