Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Return From A Travel Comments

Rating: 5.0

The sidewalk oak will no more dance or tremble
When wind howls typhoon-strong past its street-corner;
Age makes the tree be proud and bare and grown, untrimmed.
I see your door where I once begged is now a hole
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Jenne Kaivo
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