Choking
By Zinsser
Choking New spriing growth Ivey up the tree So beautiful For those who Pass by and see Each new spert Of vines clinging growth It twists around Intentions To slowly choke Seasons pass Less limbs tend to bloom Less beauty viewed Unnoticed The pending doom Connie McDonald Copyright@2002 Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 07:53 AM PST 0 • 10
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