Wish
The sun has set the building tops alightUpon the western bluffs. The oxbow
Lake below is pink. The air is calm.
The house is silent. I'm at peace, for
Now, at least. I hope that you are, too.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2016-04-08 at 14:14
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