The Morning of My Dreams
soft reflections
after rain
cardinals dance
the refrigerator hums
time whispers
not quite spring
I write a poem
my friend
she waits for me
my friend
I write a poem
not quite spring
time whispers
the refrigerator hums
cardinals dance
after rain
soft reflections
Copyright © Mike Bayles | Year Posted 2024
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