Aggie
Once I had an aggie, genuine,
smaller than an ordinary marble.
I envied Doug, who had a flour sack
full of marbles of all shapes and sizes.
I have to hope my aggie was a gift
from Doug, and that I didn't steal it from him.
John 16:33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.
Aggie
Posted by Joanne Cage -- Joanne Cage at 1:33 PM
Labels: Poems by me
2 comments:
Beauty! I have lost some of my marbles.
I still have a few "rolling around up there."
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