Soliloguy Poem by William White

Soliloguy

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Who sat beneath this tree
As I now sit below
Dwelling on a memory.
Of springtime long ago.
Could they too once have heard
The cuckoo far away,
Listened to the Blackbird
On a springtime day.
What tales this tree could tell
Of happiness or grief,
With just the blackbirds song
And whispering of leaf.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barry Van Allen 04 January 2007

Nice stuff... and I really liked the title!

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William White

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