Token of Blessing
Simple brass token sits with anticipation,
Like pennies, abandoned in the streets, wait,
Gracing my desk with reminisce
Of an inlet crossed by a narrow bridge -
To an island basking in spring air
Or trembling in the nor’easters grip –
Finding open arms of smiles
To rest embraced in hospitality
Warmed in glowing fireside warmth
Before the matin hour,...
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