Casey Mackay

Squirrel in a tree
Quirky as can be
Unaware of me
It sits where I can see
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Thousands upon thousands of brilliant diamond shards
Tumbling, ever tumbling
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Ever since the start of reality,
I've been a little square on my family tree.
Ever since the start of reality,
I've been a child of Adam and a child of Eve.
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The classroom is quiet,
No sound but for the scratching of pens
On blue-lined paper
And the rhythmic click-click of the ceiling fans.
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I dive
Into a pool
Among the rocks.
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I look up at the sky each night
And see the stars, so proud and bright
As fine as diamonds, white as snow.
And as I marvel at their sight,
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I see
The faint reddish glow of the lamp through my eyelids as I lie content in my bed.
I hear
The gentle drip-drip of light rain on the tin roof.
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My lonely place
That's only real inside my head,
But I visit often all the same.
Silence, sweet silence.
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Her hair a beautiful golden blonde,
Flowing down her back
and shining in the dawn sunlight.
Her eyes, deep and stormy grey,
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Shining white wolf in the rain
Standing on the hill
By the big oak tree.
Oh how you bay.
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