I wake with the future washing over me
after a song, a prairie lullaby as alarm
interrupts a dream of the past, altered
where my pencil cannot reach shifting paper to write
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On an evening trip past cornfields
unshaven with winter's leftover stubble
we see too much rain and melted snow
have created ponds transformed
into smooth mirrors of sky, very powerful observation.. indeed a great poem. tony
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On an evening trip past cornfields unshaven with winter's leftover stubble we see too much rain and melted snow have created ponds transformed into smooth mirrors of sky, very powerful observation.. indeed a great poem. tony
Thank you, Tony! - Jenny