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My Neena Mai Poem
Neena
My rat has dancing feet And shining eyes, She fills my world with light.
Gentle, quick, swirling, grasping, leaping, curled and pouncing, All the moods of the sun and moon, She dances on lithe, bright feet, Quicksilver and joyous.
Bright in movement, as in rest, A quiver of softness to melt my heart.
Neena.
June, 2004. |
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Created on the 13th Feb 2004. Last updated 10/4/05. |