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  • SUMMER SOLSTICE POEM

    For My Muse




    Whatever is dreamed on this night,
    will come to pass.

    William Shakespeare




    the longest day

    You

    cool evenings

    You

    ripe peaches & plums

    You

    heavy morning fog

    You

    onshore breeze

    You

    walking the beach

    You

    meteor showers

    You

    lavender lemonade

    You

    collecting shells

    You

    chorus of frogs

    You

    mountain stream

    You

    fields of poppies

    You

    sailing the islands

    You

    fresh mint

    You

    orange blossoms

    You

    fragrance of pine

    You

    diving in kelp beds

    You

    gardenias blooming

    You

    ferns unfurling

    You

    owls at night

    You


    ever and always,
    always, ever You








    (Photograph by Alex in the 3-D virtual world of Second Life)
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