
Basking yellow in baked warm glow
Crackle, frosty willows wilt burns.
Crisp the grass, clean drawn air in flow
One morning winters season turns.
Birds perched chirp summers arisen song,
Calfs and puppies bound with lights abandon.
Babes splash and families frolick long,
Sprite Gaia sparks the embers danced upon.
A closure softly of the hard wood door
To the world as was, troubles well spent, how
Now blossoms budding vibrant life and more.
Scampering fowl to crisp petals bow.
Renewed adventure beckons for
Once tired limbs and thoughts warmed hot.
Passion, pleasure, touches every pore
As life dances, promised, forget me not.
About the Creator
Kevin Mitchell
Fiction writer, explore the rivers of magik with me. Published author, poet and thinker.



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