Isabelle Hunter

(Boston, Massachusetts)

The Steeple Shroud

The bright light as I stared high into the firmament
It's light seemed to be a replica
Of the love we feel as a hostess plan of recognition
Held in the warmth of the universe of the steeple shroud To my delight the twelve days my true gave to me
Seemed to bring an impact of light through my memory
Enclosed in the glow of special mega power
As was ALADDIN that magic beyond the steeple shroud Wrapped in it's novelty of sunguard design
Spilling down upon its open attachmate
It's shr

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