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Poetry and Water
Well daylight never comes too soon
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
TS Eliot
On a tiny hill-
I hear a footfall;
It is mine as I dance.
I hear an echo -
as I walk upon a tiny hill -
A gold fill.
A tiny foot fall;
On a tiny hill.
copyrighted 2008
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Laverne Pacquire
Here is a poetry collection. These works may or may not have been posted at various poetry forums on the internet. This poetry page is a poetic vision. I've been writing all my life. I am a self-made poetess. Poetry is a passion.
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