Short poem I wrote on my porch one glory filled day.
Summer tree’s in midnight fall
Bloodshot sky do we care at all
Unfreed winter spring
Let cold unfold apon me
Be drift prepare to lift
Up in a golden strip
Rain goahead let away
No mistake created in this day
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