Small Stone Day 4

Eighty four glass beans,
splotched brown like bird’s eggs,
separated with tiny golden beads, the
whole a softly tinkling
fluid string of beauty,
cool against my skin.

(written 4th January)

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About Carol Ross

Interested in therapeutic writing.
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