Friday, November 7, 2008


She stood elegant and beautiful

Graceful through time

Strong through trials

Cheerful through loss

Born in a long past May

In the fertile soil around

Como Lake

Waters of life

Life itself for me

She was for me

Of me,

Of her am I

Small and helpless she came

Such as she left

But with a strong wake

Fanning out, together apart

Each to our own but all from one

Joined with one

At the center 

Our from where

Grey November follows a bright life

Our from where comes here

Apart together, from all

Our then touches now

Rain falls from us, on us

A moment of sun,

A gust of wind

The flower succumbs

We remain, our immovable from where

Is now just the shadow

Elegant and beautiful

Together fanning out apart

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