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hopscotch, retrieve a pebble from the lake, sitting under a tall tree i will wait for leaves to fall on water ; i will see through my seeds a relief of roses, overnight in the soccer field tiny mushrooms popped up, wearing white caps to see the game – turning the pages of a book opens a museum, i come on you not accusative SATISH VERMA

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Date: 10/10/2009 11:13:00 PM
I enjoyed reading this..very nice...Marty
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Date: 10/10/2009 11:12:00 PM
Great poem filled with unique and clever images. I especially like the way you describe the mushrooms popping up and wearing "white caps to see the game." Also, there is much truth in the way books can open "a museum" to the reader. Well done, Satish! Love, Carolyn
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