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Monday, April 13, 2015

Poem: With the Rain


With the Rain

Colors meld for
a prism symphony,
from each horizon
meeting in mid air,
rivers intermingle
to embrace the sky.
Their words:Lock hearts into dreams
yet to be seen
or discovered.

n  Jim Stewart
n  May 24, 2001










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