Bradley University - Anaga Yearbook (Peoria, IL)

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Our Own green grasses unbend Their bowed heads and rise Their faces up Towards The warm sun brighT beams floaT down warming The green silk bodies The grasses silenTly sigh filling The breeze wiTh small hushed whispers They sTreTch ouT Their arms and caTch The firsT cool dews of The spring morning slowly Their winTer frozen eyes open and They see The world reborn DemeTrice Worley OUT on The Ccuch Crouched in a vee on The couch And a half-sTep away I can see half your face ln The curve of your arm CaughT in The web of a dream While l look aT my shirT On The back of a chair I will keep you from harm Way down The line where you live Half a mile away You came walking Today To walk back in The dark Jumping pasT windows and cars Your reflecTion I see Flashing in, flashing ouT As you flow down The sTreeT No one buT me sTill awake AT The hour of Three All is sleeping or locked BuT my feeT and The breeze Crouched in a vee on The couch And a lighT year away l can see half your face ln The curve of your arm CaughT in The web of a dream While l look aT The chairs ThaT l wish held a friend I will keep you from harm 'fx Bob Schelley lll PhoTos by Paul Funk Our Ownf24