Thin Red Lines

Thin Red Lines
running down her
arm
Thin Red Lines
deepening by the
day
Thin Red Lines
make me want to
cry
Thin Red Lines
means she might
die

poem by Charlotte Riddle
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Ducks of Equality

Dark brown-black ducks
splish-splash and
pitter-patter on
gently rocking waves
of glee
When a light gray-white duck
tip-taps and
tip-toes
shyly shivering
'May I join? ' quacks he.

The dark brown-black ducks
easily accept
the light gray-white duck
as one of their own
and joyfully they swim and play
In chilly water
'til they're freezing to the bone

And I wonder:

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poem by Charlotte Riddle
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