Tag: poem
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Pine Needle
I found a strange pine needle once,
exploring the grove near Grandma’s home,
where my brother and I had often roamed.
January 13, 2026
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Have Patience
Have patience when your noon is full,
As you peak o’er the evening fall,
When your breath quickens at the sound
Of empty valley tumbling down.
January 13, 2026
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Giant Delights
Why must a field of cottontails so please,
Each stalk a thread in holy tapestry,
Whose many parts of one part in the breeze,
Much too fair for any monastery?
January 13, 2026
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Two Birds by a Lake
The old Loon’s yodel, lonely flies
Across last season’s thawing lake;
Fee-bee, the Chickadee replies.
January 13, 2026