Reserved, Introspective Poem by james watkin

Reserved, Introspective

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I, and this gently adrift
Life of un-complaint
Those long summer days, shy child's
From out them uprose.

Closest to Heaven defined!
Leaped, with no restraint.
Bonding as in kinship with
Its moth's resident.
Temperament to temperament.
Dawn's rose to dusk's rose.

Thursday, September 29, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: myself
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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