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Country Road

April 14, 2015 By Guest

The road was dirt and gravel, mostly gravel,
and it pierced her bare feet.
But the birds singing in harmony
and the swish of the wind through the wheat
made the pain go away
and she walked on satin pillows.

—Caroline Reid

Caroline Reid
Caroline Reid

Filed Under: Poetry Tagged With: National Poetry Month

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  1. Annis Cassells says

    April 16, 2015 at 9:06 pm

    I could see and hear this scene. Loved the “satin pillows.” Thank you. xoA

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