[SFDXA] A Poem about a QSO...

Bill bmarx at bellsouth.net
Mon Dec 10 08:30:02 EST 2012


 From CWops list:



"We met as unknown strangers may

When one might ask the hour of day.

We met and spoke, we shared a smile,

And lingered on a little while.

We met, and then the signal changed

As though this all were prearranged.

We went our ways - I wonder when and

If we will ever meet again."


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