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A Letter from Land's End


A poem by Kevin Jared Hosein


Here I am at the edge of time,

Sitting on the brink,

Looking forth at a sunset

That comes and goes in a blink.

And there's a moon up there

For everyone I know

And a plant that bears butterflies

Row by row.


Here I am at the edge of real,

Standing on the plain

Where masked children dash in circles

Along its emerald mane.

And there's a rainstorm

Going on in the desert of snow

And everyone in the bright moonlight

Watches the thunder glow.


Here I am at the post office,

A letter to send,

An invitation for you to come

Join me in Land's End.

The letter reads,

"Close your eyes, count to three,

Then remember everything I always said you were to me."




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Taken on April 12, 2010