From my desk drawer archive:
© 1995 Thomas W. Cummins
Tags: Nature, poetry
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Sadly wooden decks also rot under wel fall leaves- alas I found out too late…
I believe everything is heading back to where it came from. We’re stuck in time; nature is patient.
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In a dim light... 
April 21, 2012 at 9:51 am |
Sadly wooden decks also rot under wel fall leaves- alas I found out too late…
April 21, 2012 at 10:31 am |
I believe everything is heading back to where it came from. We’re stuck in time; nature is patient.