Thursday, August 25, 2011

Till the Garden

Black Ravens lie all-round today
with feathers pulled and wings astray,
their eyes are blank and empty laid
and where they are they will remain
For today is a glorious Thursday.

As homes do change, so does my heart,
Discipline grows as freedom starts,
and I beg for the grace of a happy face
As I meet new people in a brand new place.

I move into Steubenville today.

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