Sunday, February 22, 2009
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Alone Together
we are alone, together
me, with my thoughts
you, with yours
and on long walks
across the frozen fields of stubbled corn stalks,
around the lake where ice fishermen huddle over augered holes,
through winter woods which hold the weathered history of our property
we talk in hushed tones between our own thoughts
of little plans for this life together, alone with one another
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