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Buried in the Sunlight

This poem is for all those who find this life a trial. Keep on keeping on, as someone once remarked.

 

Buried in the Sunlight

 

Eleanor played the pipes as a piper should,

flying light with grace and flair and swing,

with airs like a wind band in the deep greenwood:

dancing her careless heart towards an Appalachian spring.

All who knew her, all for whom her life seemed bles...

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