I hold my breath as tight as
the latch on the side door
Our pets paused, heads cocked waiting
Listen for the engine to turn
Tires rolling backwards
I hold my breath as tight as
the latch on the side door
Our pets paused, heads cocked waiting
Listen for the engine to turn
Tires rolling backwards
I need to read before I write
It’s dangerous to go in hungry
I’ll spend more than I have
And come home with what I don’t need
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