Sarah Arvio, "Wood":
I'll stake my life on this old stick I'll stick
and we talked into the morning and night
and laughed green leaves and sometimes a flower
I had never heard of this poet before; I am going to be thinking about this poem.
I'll stake my life on this old stick I'll stick
and we talked into the morning and night
and laughed green leaves and sometimes a flower
I had never heard of this poet before; I am going to be thinking about this poem.
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