Friday, March 25, 2011

Morning Harvest

Counted rubber bands ‘round cut-cold hands
Wooden carts away upon chips and clay
Steel dew set aflame by golden rays - day is born.
Flying flags of fennel wave a welcome good ‘morn.


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  1. UnknownApril 8, 2011 at 10:00 PM

    that is the most beautiful thing i have ever read. brings a tear to my eye.

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