Norman Taylor

Sounds from heaven,
tinkling piano in the night,
swimming in pool.
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I see a busy tree
outside, moving left and right,
like a young boxer in the wind.
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Greetings to all here,
Daffodils rise from rocks and winter
is approaching for me.
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Night draws in for me,
Cricket here, watching I; soon,
bed of roses collapse.
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