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Hog heaven

Metal won’t be barred

but banned.

No rings through snouts to stop you

snuffling for truffles under golden leaves

and breathing in the scent of soil,

of earth, for the first time ever.

And forever.

There will be no boundaries

to what you see or how you move:

room to run and roll and wallow if you want to

and a sky as wide and deep and high

as love itself.

Your time was brief but it was never meaningless.

Know this, you with the questioning eyes,

you are no one’s property;

you will be who you were made to be

and find where you belong.

 

© Marion Adams 2016

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NaPoWriMo Tuesday, 16th April 2013

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Between sky and soil,

a clear, defined horizon.

Or so it would seem.

Photo & text © Marion Adams 2013