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Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Indifferent

Little ones, cherished,
Close to the heart,
Tiny hands held
Taught to walk,
For you emotions flood
And break the dam of reason:
To water your seed,
To watch you flower.

Is it time now to applaud -
Now that you're potty-trained and able
To recite the alphabet backwards?

Hands clasped, we rise -
Your dawn is upon us.
Approving grins widen twitching smiles,
Twinkles stud our eyes;
But have you seen our ears?

Plugged!

... and the mice
trampled under our feet
still squeak, "MURDER!"

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