Barren Grounds
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A solitary Buzzard flew over my thatched roof
And I recalled the bygone days of her ripen harvest.
What I found in her readable eyes?
Only the odds and ends and what else?
Dedication to my poet friend Denis.Joe
Is there life after death?
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