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Friday, September 9, 2011

the banks of the river



the banks of the river were here
before you and I

before the courtship and the romance
before the anger and the jealousy

before it became mother of nations
or place of solitude

before anything needed the shade
of the old oak

before blood was spilt
and wars were won

before we lay in the grass
among the dandelions

and the banks of the river will be here
after us

with not so much as a footprint
in the mud

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