I map out beneath my fingertips
the dusty plains of the Serengeti,
feel along your spine and hips
the urgency of the dry season,
poised for the rains.
Barbara, well done, but I would title something else. Maybe from the poem:
I Map Dusty Plains.
Thanks.
Gary
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Margaret Hodge and Gary poems for kids at:
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http://www.writershood.com/..... Poets for Peace.... ˇPoemas sí, balas no!
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