Treasure Island

Shania K. Younce

(4-18-1996 / I can´t remember.)

'Abacus'


Counting, counting, counting all these peolpe did.
For they counted the days.
They counted the nights.
They counted their breath.
They counted their sleep.
They counted their dreams.
They counted all things.
Counting, counting, counting all their life these people did.

Submitted: Friday, December 27, 2013
Edited: Friday, December 27, 2013
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The word abacus is a calculating instrument using rows of beads. The plural form of the word abacus is spelled abacuses. Please comment at will and with honesty.

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