Rebirth
The mighty Oak and Sycamore
shaking off the morning dew,
mist that mingles undaunted
tiny footprints follow the view.
For here where dawn kisses the breeze
quaky carpets of “Holly Blues”
Amongst the sweet scent of honey
behold a metamorphic cruise!
© Harry J Horsman 2011
Copyright © Harry Horsman | Year Posted 2011
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