4 April 2009
on a clear day
life stretches beyond horizons
before storm clouds roll in
to obscure the vision
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Saturday, April 4, 2009
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And after they're gone
ReplyDeletethe puddles remain
to remind us
how insignificant we are
compared to nature
and the author
of nature
it is good to see you
being very productive
lol