Serenity
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And, all it’s swinging bridges -
Bouncy as a bungee cord.
A place away from loud voices,
Honking car horns, tall buildings.
I want to give you things that heal:
the face of a white tailed deer
pockmarked rocks
babbling streams…
serenity.
Serenity was written for a Poetry Postcard project in August.
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