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Shadows at dawn April 7, 2016

Posted by aquillam in poetry.
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The shadows of tree limbs
stretch bare fingered limbs
out across a rolling field
tinged gold
by the early light.
They reach across the hills
stretching for their kin
almost a mile away
unable to reach across the hills
they slide back to their trees
retreating with the rising Sun
for a new dawn
to try again


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