tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2288515618990153222011-04-21T12:08:10.171-07:00arbenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05195566285921998693noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-228851561899015322.post-28002421908520896792007-10-14T21:13:00.000-07:002007-10-14T21:14:03.866-07:00<strong>Listen...<br />With faint dry sound,<br />Like steps of passing ghosts,<br />The leaves, frost-crisp'd, break from the trees<br />And fall.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Mules<br />Stubborn, unmoving<br />Braying, kicking, resisting<br />Not wanting to listen<br />People</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/228851561899015322-2800242190852089679?l=arben1010-arben.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>arbenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05195566285921998693noreply@blogger.com0