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February 2012 Stockport WoL Collage Poem
Strong families keep the memory of the nest alive
Music and life lasts a lifetime,
And each cloud holds a smile
I’m cold and thinking about John Denver for a while
Listening to the tumbling words that spin
I’m on the asparagus spectrum
And what with where-withal and where-without we face
And poets, when called to hate,
Are drawn to hope and love...
Tuesday 14th February 2012 12:51 pm
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