Tom Hyland got me thinking, about my absent fourth element…
No matter
Which way
I wend
The sheers,
Scissors cut paper.
No matter
Which way
I watch rock,
Paper blankets all.
No matter
Which way
Rock turns,
Paper covers all.
I guess there is
No wherewithal.
Ah, I see it now,
When wine
Turns to
Water.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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Be always safe,
Karen
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