Wanton-Cravings
Wednesday, 29 March 2023
My Friend
April's gift
was a gentle nudge
A remit for ages
of being lost
You dawned
I caught the light
Basked in you
And was found
Satin skies
The blues call out
You bring flight
Light my heart
You are
The clouds that crawl
Shade my walk
Keep me aloft
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