Sunday, January 1, 2012

Riding Thermals Comments

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When I dwell upon death
casting aside all here and now,
and tremble at what may come
if grace and time disappear.
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S.M. Kozubek
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Trusting the air, I surrender. Breezes soar wherever they may, run free and wild, playing with us as part of a grand tumultuous chorus., , natural feeling in your lines. lovely poem....10

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S.M. Kozubek

S.M. Kozubek

Evanston, Illinois
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