early morn captiveA Poem by keithin all it's splendorearly 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 Last Updated on June 3, 2022 Authorkeithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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