THEY CAME FOR SUPPER

The day has cast shadows that hold no image
Out my window I can see them coming
Across the bottom land they walk
Speaking to me in a language I have heard in my mind sense before my time
I tell mother that they are here
She smiles and says
Supper is ready.
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Posted: Jun 2009

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