Watching the Shadows Grow
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Dawn peeks over the hill and I.
The lemon lights stretch the shadows.
The beasts and wee birds grumble and fly,
each seeking food, and so do I.
My stomach growls at cocks reply
the cows in the pasture all low.
We sit with tea just he and I
watching the sun grow the shadow.
*Zeugma line 1 Dawn peeks over the HILL.
Dawn peeks over the I.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2014