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Volume 7 Issue 2
Page 26
Page 26
| Each wintry day I’d tread in rapt mistrust as I picked my way to school and home charily steeped in angst and disgust. Worms claimed the sidewalk their own. I held my father most to blame for that block long park I had to pass with lounging wrigglers spread amass. It was he who’d enrolled me at Holy Name. Too many times I was late for class. “It was the worms” I pled, when I explained. My beloved Sister Mary, taking my pass, Looked embarrassed, wary and pained. |
| Since First Grade, I've Been Concerned With Worms By Jean Marie Purcell |