Saturday, November 28, 2009

IT IS THE TIME FOR THE PUTTING AWAY OF TOYS


IT IS THE TIME FOR THE PUTTING AWAY OF TOYS





THE BOAT IS BEACHED
THE DOCK IS IN
THE PICNIC SUPPLIES SHELVED
AND AUTUMN
LIKE A PAINTED LADY
TRIES TO HIDE
THE RAVAGES OF AGE

WOW
WHERE DID THAT COME FROM
THAT GLOOMY THOUGHT

BUT I HAVE GROWN FAMILIAR WITH DEATH LATELY
AND THOSE MY AGE I UNDERSTOOD
AS THE NATURAL CONSEQUENCES OF TIME



Frank a vollmer

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