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Of Tall Oaks & Evergreens
The lovely poem married a dog.
Together they lived in the hotel of the heart.
When the poem wanted inspiration,
the dog fetched. When the dog wanted
a bone, the poem wrote a piece
entitled Bone. So it went
as years stacked their harvest,
and the two grew old, brittle in the limbs.
While they sat on their porch
sipping lemonade, the dog said to the poem,
“I’ve fetched my entire life and now
I’m tired of chasing after things.”
“Me too,” replied the poem,
and they both settled into the comfort
of being the day and the night,
something that easily rolls over.