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Monthly Archives: January 2008

Sweet Sorrow

Too soon crows pull on their dusty jackets. Coughing and shuffling they rise before dawn, shouting their “good mornings” across the lawn, and I must wake and rise and leave a kiss. Too soon commuter cars squeal their tyres. Stamping hooves and shaking their manes they yawn and by fresh cut daylight leap and are […]