Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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The leaves of summer shade
then russet and golden
have fallen, time snows
itīs winter colors, as I walk
at last, the portal's path
to stand alone and wait
at death's gate, to leave
this alien land, estranged
tired of trials, called to return home.

c) Jan G. Otterstrom F.
    August 12, 2011
    Over Costa Rica