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The Year, The Year Hath Reached Its Afternoon,
You Are My Thorn, You believed all was tranquil,
You came, the vernal equinox, You go to the woods,
Young World, You say you love, but with a voice,
You went away in summertime –
these are the poems on Penny's blog
so far.
~~
George J. Dance
The Year, The Year Hath Reached Its Afternoon,
You Are My Thorn, You believed all was tranquil,
You came, the vernal equinox, You go to the woods,
Young World, You say you love, but with a voice,
You went away in summertime –
these are the poems on Penny's blog
so far.
~~
George J. Dance
Scarborough, Ontario
January 2025
January 2025
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