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The Fire Burns
Poems
Aug 2017
Christmas Eve Morning, Trinidad Texas
Morning light filters,
through layers of fog,
as the mockingbird sings,
and ducks quack.
Southerly breeze,
ripples lake water,
crystal flashes,
from the sun.
Coffee smells,
from inside,
as the blue heron,
patrols the shore.
Fox squirrels,
chase each other,
through cypress knees,
this Christmas eve 2016
Written by
The Fire Burns
M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)
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