for Tinkerbelle and Calle
I have two friends that live together.
I went to visit them today;
They were outside standing by a wall.
They are very tall, and their leather grey
Noses hang down to the ground.
As I watched them, they began to sway,
First one and then the other.
They swayed from side to side
And their noses followed the rhythm;
It was good to see them.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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