proceed to meet me
at the bough of a sapling
old age shades my head
~
boats on a river
a race of trivial pursuits
leaf fall in winter
~
maximum effect
the sunshine in October
wilting sunflower
~
catkins are falling
east and west—north and south
the willows calling
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alphabetical-
order—apples—pears—oranges
ripe old melody
~
fictitious tales
there a harsh reminder—love
is a parody
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