19 thoughts on “Poem 11: Creeping Down the Stairs”

        1. We had a teenaged bear walk-up the sidewalk in front of our house. Fortunately, we passed him after we had already gotten in the car. If it had been a few minutes earlier, not sure who would have been more surprised.

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  1. Of course, it was nothing like the Versace Mansion, but the house in which I grew up in North Adams, Massachusetts, had a stained glass window on the main staircase landing. As a kid, I thought it was so cool. I think it actually had a better view.

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