Grabtown Poem by Joan Noëldechen

Grabtown



In the tobacco field

Came Miss Ava Lavinia,

Running free and wild.

No one tamed her.

She loved the night.

A natural beauty,

Unspoiled by anything corrupt,

She danced beneath a full moon

Of white light,

Better than any artificial light,

Made by man.

Joan Noeldechen

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