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By Mary Ellen Elias
She's the tallest in the neighborhood.
Statuesque, like a runway model festooned
With a lavender boa,
Shaking it when the wind ruffles her sleeves.
The neighbors would like her cut down to size.
She may look pretty,
But she's high maintenance.
Leaving a trail
As she waves by
Never noticing the debris in the gutters beneath her.
She sways seductively to spring's night music
Pieces of her gone forever.
But her scent lingers
For a while.
She wilts in summer sun.
Loses the boa
To become just ordinary
And please the neighbors.
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Document last modified on: 03/06/2005