Pitter Patter Of Little Feet

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    Pitter Patter Of Little Feet

    The pitter patter of little feet fills the morning air,

    Telling the story of the life I have lived,

    And how I became papa bear,

    The pitter  patter of little feet,

    The sounds of infectious laughter,

    Says someone’s involved in some mischievous thing,

    Perhaps playing in the water, 

    The pitter patter of little feet is the sound of my own true future,

    What could it be this patter pitter?

    It’s only my daughter Jerusha.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

    Starhawk’s Poems (35)

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