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A tossed nickel in an old dry well-

a wish for breath of inspiration!

The woods seem enchanted, 

trees of long ago welcome me embracing my spirit.


Ghosts of past curious to gain sense-

history trapped within the forest veins,

Trees are whispering the air is heavy with inspiration,

Sweet scent of verse clings to the red dust!


Retracing steps I feel reverence of the “Author”

years of layered dust cover footsteps.

Comforting blanket of soft meadows protect a gift,

with respect my soul unwraps the endowment.


Kathy J Snow©



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