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Variant Seasons

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Variant Seasons
David J Walker

I
Indecision has never been 
my intention

My lifes work summed up in 
short sentences 

I greet the morning sun 
head-on

and about-face to the west as if
		it might be the last

it might have been the best
		but I don’t know

and may never know the rest of
		the variant seasons

II

I have time yet to grow older
		Gravity takes its toll 

Words become bolder and gardens 
yet to harvest need water

there is yet another summer 
		Autumn has placed its order

Winter bivouacs in Northern quarters 
		Spring is the thing in doubt

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