1 Last night the geese came back, slanting fast from the blossom of the rising moon down to the black pond. A muskrat swimming in the twilight saw them and hurried to the secret lodges to tell everyone spring had come. And so it had. By morning when I went out the last of the ice had disappeared, blackbirds sang on the shores. Every year the geese, returning, do this, I don’t know how. 2 The curtains opened and there was an old man in...
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Why Peace Is Always A Good Idea For Jacqui Hairston, with love Because you could plant peach trees And because of peace You could eat them in five or six Years Peaches not trees And your children Could eat them After you are gone! And because you could not see A friend for a long, long time But Because there is peace You would not lose them forever But see them next time they come To town! You could go ice skating Or roller skating...
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