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Through the trees,
Narrow ribbon winding,
Where earth and sky meet,
Where wind heralds
The majesty of something greater
Than this time,
Of an ag..
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Small gifts are the best,
The child said. I can carry
Them with me always.
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Sweet soul started off
Not knowing his forever,
Until he found it
No grief, no more grief.
The Son shines warm and welcome,
An angel has come h..
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In the midst of ‘me’,
I reach out to you in love.
It’s all I can do.
In the wake of ‘us’,
I remember all we shared..
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Inspired by Limekiln Lake, Adirondacks
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Bear Spirit,
Strong,
Roaming Adirondacks
Day and night,
Foraging as bear do.
He means no wrong.
Bear Spirit,
Strong,
One with Earth and with ..
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Bear on the beach, and
Coyote in the yard! Help!
Save this city-‘Bard’!
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Part III in the bear saga...:)))
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The bear returned while
Our steak burned. The grill will just
Now have to be spurned!
Until tomorrow!!
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An Adirondack Black Bear visited our cabin tonight. Grandkids said he had a ‘hairy butt’- ha!:))
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