My Prison Souls
At Studio 35













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At Studio 35

Smokeless and lying in
The Corner
They all watched with
Worry and remembrance
Of the autumn evenings she
Was so gracefully alive
Playing Little Miss S
Bouncing around the room
Like a superball with a parachute.
What ever became of that beautiful,
All knowing, no fearing,
Young little woman
So naturally mesmerizing?

Ex Ex
Peri
Ence

Experience caught her.
And humility grew.
 
Copyright Heather Prudence Davis