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  • Not all the reeds that ply the shore
    stand tall or thrive untroubled,
    Some for nesting are broken down,
    some by wind or water get bowed.

    Not all the nestlings carefully born
    survive to reed new nests,
    Some to food chain become sacrifice,
    some scarcely make it on their own.

    Not all that to us matters
    receives its due in time,
    Some loves are never requited,
    some loves never die.

    photo credit: D. Lynch
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