Manonton Dalan

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040910k Leave That For Me - Poem by Manonton Dalan

i look up to see prickled leaves
dying growth of moss on north
oozing sap from woodborers
bees drilling on dried branches
beyond i could see hazy sky
maybe mourning with my soul

i look away to see little saplings
fence to protect from roving deers
or from angry blades of mower
they are now prisoner of our will
once they get older, meet sawmill
wish you leave one for my lovely hill

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

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