From The Tree They Hang Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

From The Tree They Hang



Tied with tan string...
Two balls hang over...
One limbs smooth bark...
If they are mine..you...if
they are yours..they..
Some times the squirrels..play..
Running up and down the string....
Sitting right..then left..between...

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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