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Monday, March 26, 2012


in Just-- spring when the world is mud-- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee
e e cummings

Smile Therapy 8

I am in smile therapy
while playing in the warm
spring rain, smelling
the breath of
hyacinths in the quiet
wisps of clean air.

I am in smile therapy
while watching my
laughing child
as she swings
on a home-made
rope swing.

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