Bringing Puppets Back
The Duck Pond Welcome
All here, all held, warm.
Felt puppets, one short at a time.
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Bringing Puppets Back
All here, all held, warm.
Bringing Puppets Back
Gold light on the grass,
soft paws find the way back home;
all here, all held, warm.
Bringing Puppets Back
Hay bales bounce and bump,
a squirrel flies, the sky blushes;
grace rides the long road.
Bringing Puppets Back
Red apples tumble;
monkeys munch and squirrels hoard,
love is the best fruit.
Bringing Puppets Back
Rakes make tidy plans;
squirrels, pearls, and antlers laugh,
grace falls like the leaves.
Bringing Puppets Back
Mist on the still pond,
wagging tails and one green boot;
grace fills the empty.
Bringing Puppets Back
Pancakes kiss the pines,
antlers hold a syrup crown;
grace makes room for all.
Bringing Puppets Back
Trunk notes shake the glass,
a sleepy bear yawns his part;
joy sings off-key, too.
Bringing Puppets Back
Dawn holds its soft breath—
zippy hearts learn one still minute;
peace was waiting here.
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