Caroline Glen Biography

It's Christmas Day. I wake so pleased to see
a sky of blue and sunlight on the tree.
I'll be alone but know now I'll get by.
Nature will color my soul and I won't cry.
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Queensland summer strays in to scuttle Spring.
Dissolve its breath; no more its song to sing.
Time now for us to return to the sound of the sea,
its jests, its restless passion, and gypsy-free
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At night the TV screen the newly dead;
the united young, destroyed on foreign soil.
One photo follows the next, We read the names
and speechless sit and watch with usual dread.
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