Autumn haiku #3
A Poem by Marie Anzalone
I grow weary when the sun goes away 
Day sleeps longer now
thus I want to hibernate
until crocus time.
© 2009 Marie Anzalone
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When I used to live in the land of the cold, I felt this way for months.To see feel thefirst warm breeze, see the shoots of green grass.. Well it was just joyful. This a very lovely poem Marie.
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Added on October 30, 2009
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Marie AnzaloneXecaracoj, Quetzaltenango, Guatemala
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Bilingual (English and Spanish) poet, essayist, novelist, grant writer, editor, and technical writer working in Central America.
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