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Thursday, January 21, 2010

Poem

Together


Watch

that black sentinel,

the solitary shag

alone on his bleak outpost

a wave blown rock,

lifting his wings to

all elements, whatever,

wave, wind; rain and sun.

We praise differently,

each bearing the other,

scarce believing our luck

to have found each other

and allowed to weather

all storms – together.

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