Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Then It Came To Me Comments

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Even the sun was uncomfortable
the last time we picknicked by the lake,
stale wine and an aging cake
between us. I never realized what stable
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Jennifer Juneau
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Mark Nwagwu 08 April 2008

a lovely poem - the nuns got their math right, subtracting colour from the day adding fragrance to their soul

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