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A Poet Speaks

Words like the butterfly, fragile and soft
with skins of velvet, the color of dawn
or like the sky, beguilingly bright,
making earth reach out in joyful anticipation.

 

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April Gold

Long before the first robin appears,
the yellow-green tips on the willows
curtsy toward the mighty oak
that crackles in frozen response.

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Facing the IRS

Forget accountants. There’s a better way
to pay your taxes. File your own, a gain
in time and fees, plus ease of use.

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