Poems by Larry Andrews. The title came to me in a dream. It embodies my goal to serve you Tiger-like readings in Teacup portions. [Click "older posts" at the bottom to see additional writings.) Thanks and enjoy.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Little Losses
Little losses signal I've started to die
Spots on my shirt Hairs in my nose
Concern, sometimes even fearfulness Going down the stairs
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