Early MorningA Poem by Barbara H.Description of a morning ride in an auto.early morning artistry cold sun filtering through wet fog barking dog no other sound save the wheels going round slushing the road fishtailing a bit slow down the asphalt running black between fields of green held back with rough hewn fences suddenly with no warning two horses galloping on the other side challenging my ride and as I turn to see they leave me behind like spirited playmates laughing
03.17.2011 Barbara H.
© 2011 Barbara H.Author's Note
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6 Reviews Added on May 30, 2011 Last Updated on May 30, 2011 AuthorBarbara H.Rochester, PAAboutI'll tell you more later but basically, I just love to write. more..Writing
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