Behind the Fence

We stare out
Peer through bars
Tremble at the world we've seen.
Fingers gingerly run
Across smooth metal.
One eye
Centered on life
And death.

The other side,
Can we reach
The other side?

Will we touch
A grass blade
And wonder
In cool shade
Of Summer
And when fire
Caught the sun.

Just a wrinkle of time...
A step
In sublime
If we but walk
Beyond the fence.

Janelle Gregory

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