Tribe

Allison Grayhurst

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Tribe

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Upon these days I spot

some children, hair like

silken straw under a daisy sun.

Three so in love with the wild bush

and humorous song and with each other –

with strong affection they spend their

mornings in exalted play.

Arm around arm, the oldest only five,

they know friendship that separates the lucky

from the hoards of thirsty travelers, they know

the embrace of childhood connection unmarred

by fractured homes.

Two joined by blood, one by fate, each

by the unseen link of tender recognition.

I watch their actions of natural glory

and feel their laughter like swallows circling

above their small heads.

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Copyright © 2004 by Allison Grayhurst

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First published in “Grease Monkey Literary Forum”, November 2015

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http://greasemonkeylit.blogspot.ca/2015/11/tribe-poem-by-allison-grayhurst.html

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