by Bob Carlton
Ball, white
in blue sky
or skipping
through grass
too green
not to dream.
Posted 8/17/10

Published in Free Verse, The Game Itself | Link to this poem | 1 Comment

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  1. Stephen Jones wrote,

    Love this – drop the comma and make it perfect

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