Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The Passing Years Comments

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The bright afternoon fades into a hazy dusk
like the flame fading into a flicker
only the last leaves of an old tree
flutter unsteadily in the evening breeze.
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Ranjini Mohan
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Dave Walker 04 March 2015

As time fades into night you can see some beautiful sights. A great poem.

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