Look over thereThere’s a little girl lost in the treesShe’s splashing in puddlesAnd diving into the fall leaves Look over there There’s a woman all wrinkled and grayHer eyes are clear and wiseHer life, a cherished prizeShe’s the beauty that lies in decay Look over hereOn the floorboards, you’re splayed like a sheetFace a cruelContinue reading “Look (A Plea)”