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A Dove’s Tale
Upon a cold and windless night,
Rain would fall, as
Angels and saints appeared from behind the clouds,
Perhaps to paint reflections upon the meandering creeks
That twisted around the moss- tainted tree trunks,
Dampened from some other wint...
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Christina Bruni
Saturday, January 10, 2009 at 11:04 AM
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Hi Claudia,
Beautiful photo!
Good to see you're still writing poetry.
Regards,
Christina