At Roads End
Days end paints purple facets
A single star comes to show
The slivered moon
Clouds dancing
Sit atop lookout road
Forging onward with pen and paper
A poets dream
Where words transcend
once again a warm breeze touches
Wild grass
At roads end
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2023
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