Wee Fictions
This blog is full of Wee Fictions (and poetry, too)
Monday 19 November 2012
Memories
Ring a Ring o Roses
round and round we all fall down
the circle ending up
where it started.
And now the music has stopped.
The lid
of the piano
is locked.
William
presses his eye
against the keyhole
to see
if he can see the tunes.
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