The proud fisherman smiled broadly
at the small pan fish
wiggling and dancing madly on the end of his line;
as he sat on the edge of the sunny pond.
Around the next corner...
The proud grandfather smiled broadly
at the small granddaughter
dancing and wiggling madly on the end of his hand:
as they saunter along the edge of the shaded path.
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POEMS from EAST of WEST
PoetryPOEMS from EAST of WEST is a short collection of accessible short poems. The poems were inspired by my daily walks in a natural setting, throughout all four seasons of the year, in the west end of the city of Toronto, Ontario, Canada. Although the...
