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On the trailing edge of winter, pale light led me
To the cut, where alder and bowed willow stand
Reflected in the greys and browns of long waiting,
While winter burdened boats slack at their ropes.
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Melancholic longings for the yesteryear, reflected in the present.
A poem, to use a pun, that's firmly anchored.It's my kind of poetry.You expressed your emotional connection with the boat and the memory of your father so clearly and with great imagery.10.
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9/4/2025 3:49:53 PM # 1.0.0
Full circle and the beauty of granchildren and what they bring to us., great write