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Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Mid-Winter





Firelight, lamplight, tree lights
share the glow of the new moon,
and the new year.

Old grief lingers
in places least expected,
soothed by soft growth of
new dreams.

6 comments:

  1. Granny Sue -- very mellow and moving. -- barbara

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  2. Thank you, Barbara. It's the time of year for reflection, at least for me.

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  3. That's a wonderful little poem Sue, really makes me think.

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