Online Journal of Poetry
Volume 2 Issue 12 March 2005
 

 

Grateful Day Parade
by Sean Deardorff


Wicks lit upright swirlicking ribbons and things fountains cascading rainbow prisms tickling our feet parade the all day rain regardless of Satan he can't win when we love diddle-wits forsake it

 

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