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Wednesday, October 24, 2007

 
Currently Listening
Lake Wobegon Days
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Here's a taste of Abby's recent poetry...

FALL
The wind whispers
to the oak leaves
'Fall off.
Follow me'.
The leaves sway
as the wind waits
restlessly.
With a snap
a leaf
falls
and is caught by the wind.
Others fall in pursuit,
others are carried.
The tree cries,
it is all alone.
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