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Karrie Chambless's Blog – February 2011 Archive (1)
The Nest
Made of twigs, perched high in the sky
atop a smoke stack, not hidden from thine eye.
The twigs they poke, let in the smoke,
it hurts and I feel blind.
Safety is fleeting in the nest,
it's positioning is quite volatile.
I'm going, you're coming, I'm coming, you're going,
yet we watch over it all the while.
I know it will not last forever,
the wind will eventually blow it down.
But not until all that we…
ContinueAdded by Karrie Chambless on February 16, 2011 at 9:56pm — 6 Comments
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