Hie girl,, la Linda Grusent
fiction
edward w pritchard
So long, ago
I found La Linda Grusent walking
through deep snow drifts
in the storm of the century.
Refusing assistance
la Linda marching, marching
toiled on towards Richland University.
Intrigued I chased,
fatigued she fell,
inspired I listened,
in private she dreamed.
Snows melt,
girls hie,
centuries tarry,
assistance alienates.
Watch for snow.
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