Her Possible Dream
Locked in a cage
but she is happy.
Somebody comes
every few hours
to embrace and feed her.
They may even
speak a few words.
She is not cold.
Her bed is soft.
The milky way
visits every night..
Enjoy my poems and other creations. Slide shows with poetry and music are at: http://www.photoshow.net/schaefferphotos/favorites
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