by ST, 1991 Mother Bunny, in her flow’ry Baking-Day Dress and apron, raised both her mitted paws and shrieked. Out the kitchen window she saw Robbie Rabbit running with the third of the Nummy-Yummy Carrot pies she’d baked today. Off he ran, Mother watching and scolding. This time “a little birdie” didn’t have to tellContinue reading “Robbie Rabbit Nabbed It”
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The Labor
by ST, 1980s Born one night– no room in the inn: crowded–every place filled full. The burden of the taxing: Payment must be made. The Only, the Humblest abode where the Lamb was kept: the Stable, the Christ was there born one night. Bourne one night in agony while others slept, a Man of constantContinue reading “The Labor”
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