Septon 8 Poem by RIC BASTASA

Septon 8

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i pass by the river
this morning and see
some children bathing
i hear the sounds and
the splash of the water
and the throwing of stones
and the loud laughter
and then i am taken away
flown to the farthest sea

Monday, January 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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