Open Field Morning

Open Field Morning

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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a walk with jackson my dog

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Open Field Morning

Open field morning

dew saturates my boots

i feel song everywhere

my babe is somewhere near

all the tears of joy shed down on me

i am in the wonder(full) of morning

graces of the ages smile on me.

© 2018 Alfred Kukitz


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Added on July 7, 2018
Last Updated on July 7, 2018
Tags: field, morning, boots, babe

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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