Monday, January 18, 2016

A Prayer for the Small Towns

The lights on the second floor
In real time glow
Cancelling history
Cancelling woes

The lights on the second floor
Shown onto the street
Passersby notice
Contrast that deletes

The frontier facades
Have seen hopes and dreams fade
Fortunes and bodies
Families and maids

Bare bricks will not cushion
The hardest of lives
The shades were pulled down
Disappointments can't hide

May the Great Plains towns
Offer a simple reward
Attracting angels and
Harmonious landlords.

-Eve Featherstone

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