Peter Shea


~~it Was May, The Summer Of My 12th Year~~ - Poem by Peter Shea

My fathers' field
acre upon acre of hay
barren in May
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  • Rookie Wanda Swim Strunk (12/5/2005 3:23:00 PM)

    I just wrote a poem about a willow tree and someone suggested I had maybe borrowed the idea and said the poets name she thought I was borrowing from.I didnt I wrote about a tree I loved as a child that has been cut down. In trying to find the poet I stumbled on your poem. It's lovely and truthful, my tree was a weeping willow and I said 'I wept for it because it wept for me' oddly you pine for your pine. Nice poem. (Report) Reply

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