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I carry within myself

a life strong tether

but only for

my so beloved Maple Lane

why in my world weary head

I can still hear

the working weeders in the heather

brushing back the lock's of God's lush

green grasses

briskly into a golden grain

those fonder years of home

beckon me gently back

to each their sweet irreplacable

memories passing frame

and I could revisit them for twenty

or more millennium here after

and they would always remain the same

lovingly uncomplicated

and sweeter than any sweet!.............

(Dec. 17, 1997)