poem

   
 

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tuesdaY’s

april 26, 2011

poeM

   
 

   
 

the shadows of my life

grow longer, stretching

further across the land

inexorably, and the spring

wildflowers bloom and die on

the hills, sprinkling the green

briefly with yellow and white.

   
 

   
 

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