A Painting Unsigned
Written: by Tom Wright
December 2014
Rooftops, at dawn, were covered
With luminous frost,
Appearing today, professionally done
While I lay sleeping;
The grass and trees likewise being
Similarly embossed,
While from the east, a rising sun,
Is peeping;
To erase each rooftop, blade of grass,
And un-leafed tree,
It’s, as if, being nature’s giant eraser
It’s been...
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