Puppet strings,
Keep me dangleing.
Waiting patiently
For you to pick them up
And make me move
And walk and dance.
All the time I wait
For the puppet master's hands
To make this puppet dance.
As only the master can.
(6.27.7/Meaning?)
Heather Z. Hanna
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/these-puppet-strings/
