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Found Poetry 710


whispering walking sticks
tap a leaf-covered trail
twisting around the mountain
mother and father used to walk
now rest at the side of the lake
where birds gather food and sing
fallen logs break apart from the sun and water
and return dark red to the earth

This poem was created from Grimms' Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm. Click here to get Grimms' Fairy Tales.

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