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Friday, April 02, 2010

Friday Poem: Theatre

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Theatre

The mists draw back
like curtains
to reveal the theatre of morning.

You appear,
centre stage,
and lead the children by the hand
down to the sea of adventures.

I sit,
in the stalls,
watching.

Needing to remember,
wanting to take notes.

My life was never like this.

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