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Saturday, April 08, 2006

Why I am not a poet.

I welcome spring back with palms, and passover and easter and tax forms.
I mourn the winters beauty gone at last.
The ice rinks are dismantled and the tennis nets are up.
The street hockey has begun in earnest, with men and boys playing the game on the patched pavement.
Time to change my tires back from winters to all seasons.
Time to plan the summers trips.



Raheem said...

Hi, I really enjoyed your blog entries. Keep it up.

Barbara said...

Thank you Raheem! I love encouragment

Barbara Bruederlin said...

You sound quite poetic to me! Rhyming is overrated anyway.

Barbara said...

I took a poetry course in college once. I am sure that would get a f or even a wtf. lol