Late thisafternoon
I, naked and washing
My hide from exhaustion
Of the toil of the day
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Hmm! I marvel at the dexterity and creative mind of this poet, his writings are phenomenal. 'All through and through, the things we seek are hard to find, the ones around we have no need in time and space and shape'.
Lizards were prey in the easr! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thank you dear Edward