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A trusting tendril

tentatively grows up

a tree trunk..

like a 2 year old

hanging onto her

mother's knees..

asking to be picked up



He sent trusting tendrils

into my heart..

I had contempt for these

weak flimsy little threads..

which gradually took root

and multiplied

and turned my heart of stone

into his throne





MARYLAND MOUSE MOTHER



The little mouse mother had gently

shredded poster's paper penned words..

and lovingly woven them into nests

.. for swadding for her little baby mice

.. it was good to know that her writing

had served a purpose





(but the neighbors later put poison traps

out)