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thanksgiving poem

suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
shines the last age, the next with hope is seen
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
up from the meadows rich with corn
see, they return
grieve not for the invisible
i have had one fear in my life
when i was a boy at college
be not false
you are my companion
just as my fingers on these keys
storm
i love to steal awhile away

 



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