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Sue Mccullough Poem
Like a Spring Blossom
Ever changing
Sits at my side, loyal
and cherished
‘Til Summer then Autumn
and Winter again.
Year followed by year
To spin our Gold
and you, a Rose
forever blooms
and I, the branch
to support your
sweet bouquet.
Copyright © Sue Mccullough | Year Posted 2014
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Sue Mccullough Poem
A bird flies high above
the Twin Towers
ash rises from the tomb
turning Day into Night.
Another bird, disoriented
flies blinded
into the debris,
shreds of clothing
swirl about,
sailing into the cavern.
Two birds attack one another -
Feathers Dancing in the Light
the night the Towers fell.
Copyright © Sue Mccullough | Year Posted 2014
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