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From xanga to yahoo, to sina, then back to xanga, where is the right mold to leaf out my feelings and thoughts and leaf through my days? Would here be a fertile field? Let me sow the first seed with verse in a hope to grow some poetry of life.



~ Nothing gold can stay ~


Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leafs a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay.


~ Robert Frost~



P.S.  xanga is still a native land to lodge my log.