Monday, March 12, 2007

Spring Comments

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The memory of wet shoes and grimy windshields and grey days
Melts as the first fecund aromas permeate the air,
And I sit dumbstruck by the sudden dissolve of the winter haze
And the first buds and birds that take the dare
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Robert J Meyer
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Robert J Meyer

Robert J Meyer

Columbus, NE
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