Milestones
Out racing on a long-stemmed flight,
I heard the air of duskfall snap
With warm murmurings that delight,
To let the jaybird's croon recap
A rustling through the meadow shade,
Where silver huffs of evening glow
Past smokey miles and frosted jade,
A drive where cornfields bend to row.
This fidgin not quite in between
While tailight of clouds have sailed,
And far out through a winding stream
My gal waits for a kiss, delayed.
Groove It Contest of nette onclaud
from Leon Datu
9/29/13
---Country Genre
Copyright © Leon Datu | Year Posted 2013
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