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Renewal

Renewal Stiff spring wheat, still frosted with memories of Winter’s icy hand, Poke a head out, and rustle the all clear! Red Winged Blackbirds send musical greetings to each other. Loyal sentinels, back from their journey south, sing tall tales, with friends joining in chorus. Over the next hill, venturing into the field for the first time this Spring, a young lad searches for his favorite ball he lost in the Fall, afraid to tell his Father it went missing…. With a THWUCK! Happily it releases from the mud! Ready to rinse-off And fly again!

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Date: 4/24/2010 11:02:00 AM
This is charming, James. The kid makes it, telling of memories, of happy things to come. Love, daver
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