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Poem 1: A Beginning

I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Poem 205: A Road

This road I've traveled many times
from work, from home, from play
I've taken it to fly away, 
I've driven it to stay.
Dear road which takes me between homes
who shows me storms and then rainbows
What path shall I take when I go
far from you one day?

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