Summer In The Foothills Poem by james watkin

Summer In The Foothills



As close, trembly, who rued
Blowing, flowing
What, for air, water, for
Mountainy wild

As a health-strengther
Though chillier
Is now, through smog, more plain.
Through sludge, defiled.

Wednesday, May 17, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: air,water,hill
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Anil Kumar Panda 17 May 2023

Nicely inked. Thanks. Loved reading it.

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james watkin

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