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May 2014
Through his grizzled beard,
“Mary says I need to work
on my people skills.
I don’t know- maybe I do.”

His relentlessly youthful eyes
know when the sap will run.
His sense of the woods is deep.

His thick gnarled hands
can take nature and find its art.

The deep lines on his face map a life well lived.
Pierson Pflieger
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Pierson Pflieger
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