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they fly
each morning at sunrise -
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aching for spring
listening each night for the echo of loons -
on turning sixty
I worried that I would awake -
we each must dance alone
no own else can own our soul33 lines, 12 comments, on Oct 30 9:41 PM 2008. In Spiritual
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graced by moonlight
entranced by the melody -
starlit lakeside night
evening sky wrapped in velvet -
as moth to flame
your love draws me through time -
lambs frolic
through sparse pasture -
the rose shows no duplicity
no enigmatic guile4 lines, 9 comments, on May 26 7:39 PM
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toad roared in delight
silly rabbit, everyone knows -
A swallow shudders,
then soars in pure flight. -
now autumn's wind
drifts upon night's starlit lake
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