| Open Poetry #43 |
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Squirrel Season |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan
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. In a forest In Waukegan On a bridge Made of iron I watch the trees With my father’s eyes . |
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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia |
::nods:: ::smiles:: |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
you have just described the full extent of my experience in hunting squirrels...enjoyed (not the squirrel hunting--the write) The only squirrels I ever saw were the ones my buddies already shot...and I got up at 4 AM for that? |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
You say such deep emotions...This poem fits perfectly to the greatness of a memory...A pleasure to read. yann |
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