![]() OhA Poem by Donald Meikle![]() Rhymin'![]()
Sat on the edge and dipped in a toe
a cold narrow ledge and a whisper of no But where is a curious fellow to go relax and slip in to go with the flow Or how will the rest ever know What the reason for sitting on edges was so and why do the edges of reason invite us to grow © 2008 Donald MeikleReviews
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Added on May 15, 2008Author![]() Donald MeikleHalifax, MAAboutLiverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..Writing
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