Poetry has been a worthy companion across a long life. My mother read poems to me from babyhood which started it, and the cadence, the rhythm of those and the many, many since recur again and again, ongoing 'companions'. Here is one of mine. It was written years ago in Toronto.
from Moon Madness and Other Skywritings
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2 responses to “A poem on the last day of 2008”
Happy New Year!
Many thanks for a year of wonderful posts.
Wishing you joy in 2009
Happy New Year, Kruse, and many thanks for your ‘company’ across the year. All best in 2009.