Sometimes thoughts come skittering
on leathery bat wings
in the night
dark and tainted
with the scent of failure
I toss and turn and try to banish
them
but I hear their cronish voices
say no way that can never be
what makes you think you
you of all people
deserve love and light and joy
I want to sweep the bats
away like clearing
cobwebs from a long abandon house
sweep themup and out of my life forever
never to show their taunting
selves again
But some times thoughts
come a floating as if
on gossamer fairy wings
I rach and want to hold them near
with their scent of woods enchanted
I hear their lute like voices
say if you
wish it can be so
I want to keep them in my hope chest
for ever and always
and never let them leave my heart
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