early morn captive

early morn captive

A Poem by keith
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in all it's splendor

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early morn captive



early morn captive
found my way to the spring box 
gathering water for the day
it was clear it was cool
it was life giving
great coffee it made
the one room shack 
offered basic shelter
it was old even ancient
i was not the first 
to make claim of 
it's calm and charm 
nor would i be the last
a world 
in all it's splendor 
waited patiently a step away
as loyal dog alert for command
it owned this space 
i willingly surrendered.

© 2022 keith


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Added on May 29, 2022
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