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A Walk Amongst White Daffodils

23 Mar

Strange are these days since you’ve been away
Months have elapsed and time encapsulates my misery
Weary though I am
I find solace in what I see
A walk amongst white daffodils
Brings clarity to the mind
A ticking hand of a clock and a mind tortured by thought
Reminds me
That a walk through white daffodils is all that I need

© C. Flaxton

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Posted by on March 23, 2011 in Poetry

 

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