I replied,
And then, he smiled at me, and I at him, as we
watched the last leaves falling from the trees
that lined a city street.
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(c) Copyright Caryn LeMur 2006
- "Why plant a single bulb in the garden when
Autumn's cold numbs the hands?
"Why gather colored leaves and place them
in wax paper for children?
"Why dry a rose that was given to me by my
lover, who is my spouse?
"Tis hope, tis sharing, tis memory."
And then, he smiled at me, and I at him, as we
watched the last leaves falling from the trees
that lined a city street.
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(c) Copyright Caryn LeMur 2006
| The Collection of Short Works, Letters, and Poems Introduction |
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Conversation On
A Cold Bench
"Why write short-short stories or
poems? Why write letters or such
small things?" He asked of me as
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Washington DC.
the menu down the sides, k?
- Clicking on "Home - Short
Works" will take you back to this
page of the site.
- Clicking on any title, will of
course take you to that Short
Work.
- If you are wondering, 'What is
new?', then you may wish to click
on "The Most Recent Postings" in
the upper left hand corner.
- And, here is a search function
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of Short Works, Letters, and
Poems":
Hugs! Caryn
*****
Conversation On
A Cold Bench
"Why write short-short stories or
poems? Why write letters or such
small things?" He asked of me as
we sat on a cold bench in
Washington DC.
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| In Deepest Sympathy - Poetry for those that grieve |
| Building Faith, Hope, & Love - Stories and Writings |
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| A Cup Of Cold Water - Letters For The Thirsty |
| A Pause In The Forest - Poetry for thoughtful moments |