Restful To the Eyes
Restful to the eyes.
More peace, lends the heart.
Old track, lead on!
To those realms of gold
Dusk's place. Down-shone.
I do not glare at
Each child, spurts counter
To my sapped need.
See myself! And oh
Hear. Hungered speed!
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2023
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