Keepsake
Over the ken, a mistake with no karma.
Crawling down the footpath, intense drama.
Out through the castle's crack in the wall.
We're coming down to the creek's squall.
Here's a mill that's sparkling amid sound.
Here is the lake with the froth lullaby.
Here's the hump with pace in the ground.
Wonderful areas, even they are nearby!
Keepsake keenly kisses kindled kumquat.
If I die with a pleasurable juggernaut.
Wise Father, I'd relish some of your gray.
As finale point, forgiveness all the way.
I retain the hid locket safe in a gold case!
Granny's keepsake pearls that I misplace!
Written: September 12, 2021
''K'' Contest, New or Old Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
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