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Burton L. Carlson
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Flower Garden

This is my sorrow, my joy,
my thanks, my praise,

my obligation;
my prayer at morning, at evening;

my accumulation
of treasure here on this earth:

my poetry, my artwork,
my legend;

my failures, my loves
confessed:

and all assessed from above.

On Poetry and Art, FaithSuzi PeelJanuary 10, 2016
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