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Walking Down Glenolden

Listening to the wind chimes
Sing their tinkling ballad
That soothes the
Chattering voices
And gives me time to think.
If only I could have a similar salve
For the visions only my eyes
Can see.

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Nicole L. said...
Aug. 6, 2010 at 4:07 pm
This poem is beautifuly descriptive
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