She Drink's Her Milk Through A Straw Poem by James McLain
She Drink's Her Milk Through A Straw
She laughs where sunlight filters down,
A queen without a thorny crown.
Barefoot she wanders through the glade,
In secret realms such dreams are made.
The breeze becomes her whispered song,
It lifts her spirit, makes her strong.
With every branch, she climbs to see
The world above the tallest tree.
Her heart is light, her laughter free,
Forever lost in green-leafed glee.
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