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"like two kittens wrapped in string, language surrounds them and pulls them forward" |
| Side-by-side Eager-eyed chubby-cheeked… they learn to read. Small fingers clutch fat yellow pencils, Round letters touch the dotted blue line. Like two grey kittens Wrapped in white string, language surrounds them and pulls them forward. A decade later desk to desk, both quite shy with averted eyes and beating hearts… in Language Arts, they learn to read each other's expressions. His long fingers clutch her delicate hands. Their soft lips touch for the first time. Like two gangly colts Wrapped in plaid blankets, Language surrounds them And pulls them forward. Two decades later again they meet, face to face A budding poet A brilliant teacher... two voices so much alike. They learn to re-read each other's hearts. Her words clutch those school days. His smile touches all of her tomorrows. Like two ardent lovers Wrapped in unyielding destiny, Language surrounds them And pulls them forward. |