Friday joys

Her name was Lavelle
But to a four-year old
She was Lolly
Across the cul-de-sac ocean
Her's was a shining castle
A refuge otherwise unavailable
What she sold for free
Was the unassuming return
The restoration of clean and holy
To a simple boy
Who loved to play
Wantonly lost
In tar bubble popping joy
And no recriminations
For messes made

dg

1/14/11

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