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Sunday, November 20, 2011

November Thoughts

The shapes on the water , when the breeze hits them.
I'm watching the leaves skipping across the ground
This place is dormant, but alive
In each season
New and beautiful things
Birth and Death
Moving forward, as we must also do
I am not afraid of my seasons
For in each one
Are new and wondrous moments
The sun, the smiles of my loved ones, music and poetry
Bring it on!


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