Looking Forward
Looking Forward
I'm looking forward
to wood pigeon call
that waits for spring mornings
and moonshine apple blossom
there long before the light
sugared dawn with coffee
a warm kindness in the glasshouse
the cats irritating company
and doggy indifference
I'll hum as I move
summer might be all well and fine
but it's a gift already opened
I'll look toward spring
and those tightly bound promises
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