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March 13, 2009
Composted Thought
Poetry,
Composted thought...
A small idea
Tucked away,
To age,
But not to rot.
Held for a time,
'Til the season is right,
Tilled in and watered,
Warmed,
It grows;
Flowering and fruiting,
The moment it's flowing
It feeds the hungry soul.
A.D.W. |
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March 18, 2009 - Great