In the Stillness of OlderA Poem by Alfred Kukitzan excitement for the first leaves in my backyard woods.In a Stillness of Older In a schism over leaves, New leaves of spring, How long does it take to see new leaves? Does old have anything to do with it I've blossomed my eyes in joy April comes she will I hear her voice calling me to be older and older still. © 2016 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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