Wednesday, April 20, 2011

the golden egg

golden eggs,
nestled in the crook
of a smooth
barked tree,
hidden in the thick
bustle of green
grass still cold
from winter. or
in the thick wires
of bushes not
quite full, they
hardly keep the edge
of the eggs
from being seen
by frantic children,
who, wild
eyed, are on
a hunt that will
not end soon.

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