| masks by sharon strong |
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| Elf | ||
| Shhhhhhh...... Do you hear that shuffling Rustling In the crisp dry leaves Sunlight flashes Strobe-like Between splayed fingers Of Ponderosa Pineboughs I walk softly Through the quieting forest At dusk Not alone A sound... Almost laughter Ripples the cool night air Conspiratorially Hey Elf I know you’re here Come out wherever you are Let’s play
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