I passed a log
With my dog
On a December day.
Once it stood
In this ancient wood.
Now I
Pass by
As December grows colder,
And I ever older.
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K Morris - Poet 
Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
Thank you for the kind share, Michael. Kevin
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