In a park
quiet near the station
forty silver chairs
beckon you
read their lines
aloud while
strolling between maples
in shade
friendship
celebration
honour
one city’s gift to another:
forty poets
whisper
bonne fete et
many more…
Category Archives: Longevity
Fifteen
Three agreed
most worthy mention–
Calvin’s overtime
eyes milky blind
but presence clear
oh those
memories
three hundred years
past.
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