Oct 28, 2006 03:00
Every Friday I am a captive audience for an hour-long therapy training.
I do try to keep my learner's attitude, but sometimes it's more productive for me just to zone out and write poetry...
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The child leads the dance
And the caretaker responds--
Contact or distance
On cold days, Dad brings his coat
And gives him many warm hugs
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You're a part of me
So loving, and that makes you
Irreplaceable
As we walk on the hot sand,
I time my steps to match yours