Ponytail Daughters

 

Ponytail Daughters

  

merry, squinting

playful eyes

and happy lips

curled

upwards

in their crooked smiles

they go

running

ponytails jumping

in the wind

dancing all around the yard

 

pity I must call them in

but the days are getting darker

and a wolf preys in the neighborhood

 

 

Donald Dean Mace

 

 Donald Dean Mace is an Arizona-based poet and writer. He is a frequent contributor to Ariel Chart.


1 Comments

  1. what a world we have, your poem is needed. thanks.

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