Mid noon sun is riding smart <br />in trillion dandelion hearts; <br />Barking sounds though bitter harsh <br />won’t reach him out or lash <br />Let those spats do what they want <br />for they can’t bite; so what? <br /> <br />12 11 08<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/so-what-26/
