Tradition

Tradition settled tidily
 into the space life left,
set to and tidied corners,
primped bows and
made correct.

It gathered up the dregs,
collected all the dross,
preened at all the edges,
brought order  and
then left.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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