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Harmless Monsters

The cafe furniture's afloat
On rising reverie, a child exhaling
A smile that reaches back to all the smiles
As she spins a simple tale with
Harmless monsters in it,
Her mom's eyes on her and not,
Not anywhere she'd care to say.

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I’ve retired after a career teaching law. I divide my time now between Athens, Georgia, in the States and the south coast of Ireland.