![]() FarmlessA Poem by I Am SvetlanaAnd for that I stood there. Speechless. I hadn't a clue what to do After that.
Out in the barn A cow is injured. A sheep is dead. The cats run scattered on the outskirts. The horses are gone.
We had nothing to say. Nothing to do. For this had happened overnight.
I buried the sheep Out in the cornfield. The cow is better. I've calmed the cats down. And I can't do nothin' about the loose horses.
This was the life Of a farmless person. © 2010 I Am SvetlanaAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 17, 2010 Last Updated on December 17, 2010 AuthorI Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..Writing
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