Swallowed WholeA Poem by Alfred KukitzretiredSwallowed Whole Autumn greets me as the morning rises. Between the soft tiptoes of slippers I calmly walk to a breakfast horizon Here in the middle of my retired tradition I mark the five years of rhyming time How the morning walks with us The dew settling on green grass yards Trees lifting their sights to the heavens Paws and feet seem to know the way The forest swallows us in seasonal leaves © 2015 Alfred KukitzReviews
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StatsAuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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