Worried Outlooks - In Manitoba
Summer grasses, soft blown.
As deep therein
Of a sweet embalming
Lie; on sleep's brink.
Its this visual leisure
Now stood up for
Plain's dreamy farness, does more
Such to blur; shrink.
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2023
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