tallieye At Midnight

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    tallieye At Midnight

    As tallieye comes to a stop in the neck of the woods no one was there to see here unstood. As she walks there day by day and night by night. The silince as there all through the night. When no one is looking she is walking past in the same dispare as the night before last.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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