Leaf Lessons IV
Forest '67
Remember
That bliss
Seems only a moment
Of melt,
But returns
And is ...
Plentiful?
There's a pain here--
It's the time you remember,
Time's arrow
Worse than a bullet
Softer than a pillow.
We played in the
Tangles of paradise;
We learned to love nature
Here.
We ...
We ...
Were a we,
And existed with the permanence
Of things that
Leave.
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