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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 ...

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Poem 279: Counting Rain

I sat and counted each rain drop that hit the window pane
twenty-four, then five, and six, seven, eight and 90 more
but when I reached up just that high, the clouds all went away
and I was left to count aloud, sunbeams instead of rain!

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