Elms

August 31, 2008
By Katelyn Flasphaler, Pine City, NY

This is the eve of my hundredth year,
Let's stand together at the helm, you and I,
And watch the sour yellow elms turn queer.
Their gentle lead tendrils opening shy,
Leaves made of God's froth bitten beer.



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