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On Smoking A Pipe

A wispy finger tickles the air
But a breath exhaled
Chases it away
All that remains now
A sweet scent in the air
And now it's time
For another puff
On the pipe

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  1. Date: 10/22/2012 11:37:00 PM

    Reminds me of days gone by at fireside and the wonderful scent of maple tobacco. A charming poem. Mahalo Daniel!