Wednesday, October 21, 2015

Sheri's Wait

She spoke to Mr. Cancer.
He gave her little time.
She insisted.

            Once a blue
bird, not a blue jay,
rested on her vacant
shoe. She thought
this through:

         Some jays mock
and steal the nests
of other aves.

Sheri wrestled cancer till
she nestled in blue dreams.
She won a night's sleep.

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