December RoseA Poem by Tony HwilkaThe old man stops beside a bush its buds dipped in ice. What color will the petals be or will they remain enclosed? A simple thought so powerful he trembles. Sadness hushes the moment he questions his concern. © 2008 Tony HwilkaReviews
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3 Reviews Added on August 10, 2008 Last Updated on August 13, 2008 AuthorTony HwilkaWillingboro, NJAboutIn the land of poetry I've been very luckly. I have had my own poetry show on radio station WTTM Trenton N.J. reading my poetry from 1982 -- 1990. Was president of the Southern Poets of N.J. and still.. more..Writing
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