FORLORN ASIGNATION

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JOURNAL #21

fiery winter rose

quite eloquently seeking

the warmest Autumn night

as a pale reflection now is she

lost without words

make a pledged personal gift

to her

that of your own creative

colors

and more than simple seasons

shall blend

Hark!

the grace filled wind

which blows the trees

whispers so very softly to ye

write!............

(July 15, 1999)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Camelot's version of a lover's want ad! If you can believe it (laughs)

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