A thought for Thursday morning.A Poem by Lathen Griffiths
Early mornings are like an untouched blanket of snow,
for when I rise before the dawn, I can feel my footsteps crunch into a freshly fallen day. © 2023 Lathen Griffiths |
StatsAuthorLathen GriffithsUnited KingdomAbout“Sometimes when I’m sleeping my mind writes poetry, sometimes when I’m awake I remember what it’s written.” Lathen Griffiths. Lathen Griffiths is an alternative i.. more..Writing
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