they call to me
They call to me
These poems
Lost minstrels
Singing in a silent
Wilderness
A sunrise
Gently awakening
A forest
Soft rain
Tickling flowers
Fall winds
Whispering
In the pines
Chipmunks
A moonlight kiss
Remembered
The circles
Of a lazy hawk
The scent
Of her pillow
The angst
Of a sorrow
Recalling a tear
These words
These poems
Calling me
To the keyboard
Enticing me
To write
These poems
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