Quiet Night

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    The quiet night I had every monday before the garbage truck come

    Quiet Night

     A few falling leaves
    The sound of sweeping
    Slack.. Slack...Slack
    A car passed by
    The light were so bright
    Right there in my face
    A man with the hoop shirt is walking
    Tick tock.. tick tock..
    Another man with luch box passed by
    Good morning, he said
    Good morning I replied
    The time seem stopped
    Click.. clack, click .. clack
    A hugemongous pile of leaves
    Early Tuesday morning
    My routine duty

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    Teardrops commented on Quiet Night

    12-16-2009

    Life at times is smiple and full of joy maybe simple is not always bad
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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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