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Random First Lines:It was the foggy december night. The fog was ruling the atmosphere of the factory. The light and sweet fragrance of the soil in the garden in... » Read
This poem, is an exercise in rhyming, rhythm and cadence. Intended for all ages but, most especially, for children.
On April 2, 2007, I became a grand-father for the 1st time. It occurred to me that, in the mind of my grand-child, I will always be a mystery and a curiosity. A pleasant one, I...