December 14, 2008
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River Fire
Oh to see the fire in the River,
its' glittering flames, sunlit ripples guttering,
our chapped lips licking.
The breezes are blowing the mallards,
an emerald head dips, in their wake,
bottoms up!The old New England farm is burning,
the late fall sunlight waiting,
waiting for
next seasons wind, its white and cheerful bite.
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Beautiful.
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