The nights

It feels so good to think and read,

It feels so good to work and sleep.


You are lucky to be loved as a girl loves a horse.


You are the ribbons in the mane of her love of life.

Days with her will wash your face.

Her words and love are the strategies of

One who was a thoughtful child.



You were troubled, flat and eager..


It feels so good to work and sleep.

Paul Anthony Hutchinson
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